#but if these don't start kissing im gonna think this might be white favoritism

[wateringthemelon]

Listen love Emma and Sam as much as the next dude, but MY GUY I'VE SEEN THESE WHITE BREEDERS ENOUGH, they had a dedicated episode to fuck. Common bro where is Limoreau?? I get it they got shit to do but damn can these two fall in love or something

[lxvebun]

Habits of my heart ♡

synopsis: they finally come back to you after going radio silent for a few days<3

content: Dabi/Hawks x gender neutral reader. Hurt+comfort. Around 500 words per character Kissing. Not caught up on current events. They are both fine :,) Reader wears their clothing. Hawks lifts reader up. Chubby reader friendly bcs I said so. When do they ever wear tight fighting clothes anyway?? Use of nickname Doll/dove/sweetheart. Not completely proofread lmk if there are any annoying mistakes. Eng is not my first language. I hope you enjoy!

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⁎⁺˳✧༚ Dabi ໒꒱.

it's not a rare occurance for Dabi to vanish for a few days. It's not something he enjoys doing either, but when there are a bunch of rookie cops and new pro heroes that are trying to climb the ranks hot on his heels, coming back to you, back to the safe haven that is your home is not an option.

the apartment is far more colder without him, the lack of his warmth, his fire that despite it's destructive nature he's only ever allowed to warm you, only aids in making you miss him more. It's not doing wonders for your tendency to overthink either. You know that Dabi can handle himself, he's been doing this for years but you still worry about him. Is he okay? did he get hurt? did he overuse his quirk? did his past finally caught up to him? you guess it's only natural to worry about the one you love, but it's cruel how your mind conjures up crystal clear images of your boyfriend laying bleeding in a dark back alley. So sitting on your painfully empty bed, you search for any piece of the comfort he radiates and reach for the next best thing, one of his white (although slightly burned at the sleeves and collar) shirts.

His scent is barely there and it's not as warm as the ones he usually gives to you, but it's enough for the racing thoughts to calm a little and with that you turn the volume of your phone's notification up all the way, scoot to his side of the bed and try your best to lull yourself to sleep with the hope of seeing him soon

it's about 1 am, when you finally managed to doze off, that your phone goes off. Any traces of frustration from being awakened by the loud noise disappears once you see his name pop up. It's a short text, saying nothing more than "im on my way home" but it's enough. he's alive, he's coming back to you

you're not gonna catch any sleep now, so you might as well wait up for him and cook his favorite meal. You don't even want to think about all the meals he's skipped or junk he ate while he was gone >:(

only 30 minutes pass before you finally hear the familiar foosteps walking down the hall, Dabi doesn't even get the chance to knock because you have already opened the door and crushed him into a hug. Your voice comes out muffled by his jacket but he can make out the mumbling to be I missed you

"I missed you too, doll" he whispers as he gently presses a few kisses to your forehead and cheeks, and a bit clumsily since he's still wrapped in your embrace, guides you back inside your appartment.

God, is it good to be back home. if it didn't hurt so much he's sure his eyes would start to water from happiness.

it's not until you (much to his dismay) let him go to make him a plate that he notices the shirt you're wearing and he can't bite back the smile on his lips

"maybe I should leave more often if you're going to look that cute in my shirts >:)" he's joking of course, but the thought alone is makes you grumpy. The annoyed look you shoot at him is adorable&lt;;3 lock him out next time

"I'm kidding, don't look so sad! you know I can never stay away from you for too long"

Hawks under the cut:3

⁎⁺˳✧༚ Hawks໒꒱.*

it's part of his job, you knew what you were getting into, he's an amazing pro hero that can fight his way out of anything, are the mantra's you repeat to yourself throughout the day when hawks has to go radio silent for a mission. It surprisingly doesn't happen too often, and when it does it's no more than a day or two. but this time, he has fallen off the planet for a week now and with everyday that passes where you don't receive a text from him telling you he's on his way back, the anxiety and paranoia creeping inside of you increases

every small thud on the window has your head snapping towards it in hopes that it's him (your neck is already starting to go sore), every footstep in the common hallway has your heart fluttering in hopes that he's about to walk through the front door, only to falter when the footsteps pass your door, every thud in the night, every creak of the house settling has you thinking it may be him sneaking into bed with you and you're already preparing yourself to feel the comforting and warm embrace of his arms around you and a loving kiss press to the back of your neck, only to never have that happen and doze off in the meantime

whats even worse is, say something did happen to him, something you don't dare to utter out loud or spend more than a few seconds thinking about, you wouldn't even know about it. You would find out with the rest of Japan if something bad happened to their numer 2 pro hero as if he was just that. Not someones bestfriend, not someones lover, just another fallen hero

no one knows about you and him, it's better that way, safer that way, he keeps reassuring you with a few loving forehead kisses. It would kill him if the wrong people found out about you and went after you just for loving him

hugging one of his shirts tighter around you, ignoring the cold air kissing your skin through the holes in the back for his wings, you lay on the couch in the living room, the only light source being the tv playing your comfort movie and a candle on the coffee table, your hands keep themselves busy with some old red feathers you fished out of the pillows and creases of the couch. They have long since lost their power and the red colored has dulled, but they are reassuring regardless and manage to ease the anxiety in your heart just a little

You're not paying a lot of attention to the movie anymore, you're to busy with your own thoughts and trying to find any more hidden feathers between the pillows and even under the couch. Finally getting your hands on another one, you fail to notice how this one is still bright vibrant red instead of the old faded ones.

"that tickles you know :>"

seems like you also failed to notice the door unlocking. Pls y/n get a guard dog

" you should really be more aware of your surroundings when i'm not here, dove"

"keigo!"

luckily for you hawks is quick on his feet and manages to catch you when you jumped into his arms. His wings wrap around you on instinct, aiding in holding you as close to him as possible and keeping you safe. It's all to overwhelming the quick drop of anxiety, being able to hold him in your arms, his warmth, his scent, his voice, it's difficult to hold back the tears threatening to spill.

you can feel a warm hand cradling your face and your tears being kissed away as hawks sits down on the couch with you still in his arms.

"don't cry sweetheart, I'm sorry for leaving you for so long. I missed you too" his voice comes out strained, you can tell he's holding his own tears back as well.

"just hold me for a bit"

and he does, for the entire night up until sun rise you're still craddled in his arms, his wings are still wrapped around you and you're whispering sweet promises to eachother, and sharing even sweeter kisses until you fall asleep, safe and sound in each others embrace

[thedevilsdom]

Im so nervous lol.

just wanted to say that you made me accept a lot of my kinks that I thought were gross and felt bad for having so thank you soo much 💕

I saw an Obey me snz fic you made and was wondering if you take requests?? I have been looking everywhere for a Mammon snz fic and sadly there isn't almost any snz content in the fandom 😢

It's okay of you can't take requests now tho!! I don't want to make you uncomfortable lol

aw I’m glad I could be of some help!!

Ships: Mammon/GN!MC Contents: Sneezes, Dom/Sub, Handjobs, Rope bondage, Butt Plugs, Praise Wordcount: ~1.5k

He’s your good boy. He’s always your good boy, and you’re always delighted to see that he’s usually willing to indulge you in whatever it is you want to do.

Though this time, as you’re tying him up, something feels just a little bit off.

You had called him over to your room, putting on a little bit of perfume on your neck and wrists as you prepped the rope and anything else you’d need. Some silky white rope, a spreader bar, and a cage muzzle. All things you’ve used on him before, so really there was no need to suspect that a single thing would be off.

Now, as you finish the knots securing his hands over his head and tied to the bedframe, you pull back and notice that he doesn’t look quite… There. His eyes aren’t quite focused, and his brow is juuust a little bit pinched. He looks like he’s trying to focus but can’t.

“Mammon?” You ask, kneeling between his spread legs, “Everything alright?”

“Eh? Yeah, yeah of course.” He’s quick to nod and try to dismiss your worries. You give him a disbelieving look while you reach behind you on the bed to grab the little vibrating plug and the lube you’d brought,

“Okay, if you’re sure. Make sure you tell me if anything’s wrong, ‘kay?” You say, apprehensive. He smiles and agrees, eager to have your hands on- and in­- him. You lube up your fingers and bring them down between his legs, easily slipping one into him and pulling a low sigh from his throat.

“Theeere you go,” You begin to slowly drag the pad of your finger along his inner walls, stroking across his prostate and making his legs give little shivers. He’s so pliant and willing like this, not to mention needy. It didn’t take long to get him squirming and trying to push down onto the single finger that’s inside him.

“Does my good boy need more inside him? You want something to fill you up?” You purr. His whole body shivers. His hands form fists, discontent with being uselessly tied above him, wanting to reach out and grab you and hold you up to himself.

“Please, ple-mph- please!” Mammon cries out. He always gets so needy, all for you. You add a second finger, listening to him whine. Though, normally by this point, he’d be begging you to kiss him. Tying him up and muzzling him like this is your favorite way of depriving him of that closeness he loves so much, only to give it to him tenfold later in the night, but it isn’t any fun if he doesn’t beg for it.

“Mammon, baby,” You hum, slowing the push of your fingers to a crawl, “You don’t want kisses?”

He freezes as your eyes lock onto his. Even he recognizes that that isn’t normal behavior. After a moment, he breaks eye contact to look to the side and mumble something. When you don’t respond, he speaks up.

“You muzzled me already, I know that I won’t be getting any kisses now, what’s the point in asking?” He pouts.

“Oh, so we’re being bratty tonight? Is that it?” Your free hand squeezes the meat of his thigh and he blanches.

“I- I’m sorry! Please just- just keep going?”

“Hmph,” You start stroking his cock as you fuck him with your fingers, “You’re lucky I’m feeling so generous tonight. Any more attitude from you and I’ll have you over my knee.”

“Yeah- ngh- yeah, MC, thank you,” He mutters. Normally something like that would earn you a snarky comment in return, but you suppose he must just be feeling awfully subservient tonight. You cast a glance up at him and catch that same bleary, unfocused look from before. You give him a few more pumps of your hands before pulling them back completely. You easily slide the plug into his ass and press the button on the little remote, setting it to a low vibration, then you get up on your knees and move to over him. He looks confused when you suddenly straddle his lap.

“I wonder how long you’ll last like that.” You grind your ass back on his cock.

“I- hih- I don’t think- wait, hang on, MC-“ He mutters. You see him squint for a moment before a look of what you can only describe as shock crosses his face for just a split second before he quickly, desperately, turns his head to the side, the metal cage of his muzzle hitting his bicep, his whole body tensing-

“ha’ikshiew!” He sneezes to the side, uncovered. Immediately after, he looks mortified. Eyes wide, brow pinched, not-even-looking-at-you mortified. “I-I’m- That was so gross, I’m so sorry, MC, something’s been makin’ my nose itch all ni-hih! Fuck- huh-tshh! Hih-knxght! Huh-ktshiew!” A barrage of sneezes hit him, try as he might to stifle them.

The poor boy looks like he’s about to start crying, he’s so embarrassed.

He’s supposed to be your good boy, your always-sexy sub who gives you all the best reactions, how is he supposed to do that if he just made a fucking mess of his arm and muzzle with his sneezes? You probably think he’s disgusting and gross. He keeps his gaze trained away from you as he anticipates the incoming rejection and demand for him to get out of your room.

It doesn’t come.

Instead, he feels a warm hand on top of his head, and fingers carding through his hair, pulling his fringe out of his face.

“Cute.” You chuckle. “Must be my new perfume.” You turn up the vibrator with a press of the button, and his hips buck involuntarily behind you, head falling back with another hitch of his breath. “Here,” Your hand presses at the back of his head, urging him to lean forward and rest his forehead on your shoulder. You feel the warmth of his skin and the cold, wetness of his muzzle. “Can you smell it?”

“Can’t- hihh… I can’t smell much of an-anything,” His words are punctuated by soft sniffling as he tries desperately to keep the mess from dripping. “MC, MC, I’m hehh go-gonna- hik-TchEW! HAKNT-tchiuhh- HikTCHIEW!” He lets out a handful more sneezes against you as you pet his hair, offering a tired little huff at the end of the fit. He sniffles, strong and wet, in a desperate bid to not make any more mess than he already has.

“Oh, my poor baby,” You reach behind with the hand that isn’t on his head, beginning to stroke his needy cock. His head felt light and dizzy from the sneezing, and somehow that made your touch feel even more intense. He lets out a little cry, thighs tensing when you jerk him off. “This feels good, doesn’t it Mammon?”

“’S good, so good,” He sniffs, “wanna kiss you,” He mutters, small against your shoulder. You barely heard it, and you know that he must be so embarrassed asking for such a thing, especially now. The hand on his head undoes the muzzle, dropping it into your lap. He doesn’t have a second to object or even to process before you’re taking his chin between your fingers and angling his head up, pressing a kiss to his lips. They’re wet from the spray, and the humiliation of it only makes Mammon’s blood run hotter.

“My good boy,” You hum when you pull away, guiding his head back down to your neck, “You close?” The sound that leaves his lips is something akin to a rough, ragged sob. Your hand holds the back of his neck possessively. You may not have him collared this time, but this has very much the same effect.

“Yeah, yeah, I’m close,” He nips at your neck, the scent of your perfume hitting him full force now, but he still doesn’t have his hands or arms to cover himself. “Ah- Aktchiew! HekTSHH!” He sneezes hard against your skin. “Huhh- fuuuck- ‘m so close, MC,” He whines, hips twitching and squirming under you.

“Such a needy boy I have,” You purr with what almost sounds like pride in your voice. It’s intoxicating to him. “Cum for me.”

Like a wire snapping, his back bows and his orgasm crashes through him. His cock throbs, sticky white cum spurting across your fingers and the tops of his thighs, some spilling over your hand. He moans, fucking up into your hand again and again, until his shivering and crying out from the overstimulation he’s giving himself. Only then you give him some mercy, turning off the plug and pulling your hand away. He lets out shaky sighs against you.

“My good boy,” You lean back, “Always my good boy.”

“Mhmm,” He hums with a dopey smile and a sniffle, “Always yours.”

You lean forward and give him a kiss to his heated forehead, then push your cum-slicked fingers past his lips. He dutifully gets to work lapping up his mess and suckling on your fingers obediently, humming contentedly as he does it. Once you’re all clean, you untie his hands and start rubbing feeling back into them.

“I’ll never know what I did to deserve such a good boy,” You plant a kiss to his wrist, where the rope was tied, “Thank you, Mammon. ‘M gonna take good care of you now, okay?” You look up at him through your eyelashes.

“U-uh- yeah- can… Can we shower first? So- snf- so you can get that perfume off at least? I don’t think I’d be able to handle any more sneezing.” He says with a shy laugh. “Not that- not that I’m not down for uh- for a repeat some other time.”

A repeat, hm?

You tuck that thought away for now, giving him a quick pet on his head before skipping off to get a bath ready.

[trikxx]

𝐁𝐋𝐔𝐅𝐅𝐈𝐍𝐆

Chapter 1 of Bluffing Bakugou x reader series

"𝐞𝐢𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐲𝐨𝐮'𝐫𝐞 𝐛𝐥𝐮𝐟𝐟𝐢𝐧"

Chapter includes - cheating and swearing

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✰ "𝐈 𝐛𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐢𝐧𝐝𝐨𝐰𝐬 𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐲𝐚 𝐜𝐚𝐫." You say singing along with the music. It had been a long day at work and yet you heard nothing from Katsuki. He was supposedly off today but you figured he was more than likely doing the the thing he does best on his off days.

Fuck a random girl in your shared house in your shared bed and try and be the victim when he's caught up. I honestly don't know why I'm still with him. Many of my friends have said "cut him off" "you deserve better" "dont let him bitch you". I just feel that there is a spark inside him that needs to be lit for the loyalty to come.

Me and Kat have been on and off since second year of high school. Him doing the same petty shit and me doing it back sometimes to get back at him. But in the end im always the bad guy. Is it love?

Hm, who cares. I still love him and i guess he loves me. At least a little bit...right? If he doesn't then it is what it is.

_____

Y/n pulled into the driveway and turned off the car to mentally prepare herself. "Lord give me strength... who is that?" Y/n says seeing a white audi i8 pull up in front of the house. She decided to stay in the car and watch what was happening.

A little prissy girl gets out the car and walks up to the door completely oblivious of me sitting in the driveway.(a/n: y/n's windows are tinted so the girl thought no one was in the car.) Bakugou opens the door and little kiss and he lets her in. He then realized y/n's car.

Y/n started her car back up tears threatening to fall out her eyes. She rolled down the passenger window to say something to Bakugou who was currently looking at y/n with and very snarky face. "FUCK YOU BAKUGOU!" Y/n yells. "If you keep thinking this is the way to do things then go ahead i'll just find someone who actually loves me." She finished and started to drive away until Bakugou said this. " OH SHUT UP! YOU'RE GONNA COME BACK ANYWAY!" After y/n heard this she put her car into park in the middle of the driveway and got out.

"Who do you think I am?" Y/n said walking up to Bakugou.

Our arguments have never gotten this heated before. Usually it was catch him and leave. Shit. I dont think I even know the meaning of home sweet home is.

"Who do I think you are? My bitch." Bakugou said smirking. Y/n slapped Bakugou hard then walk into the house to get most of her clothes. "Who are you?" The girl asked. "Don't worry about it. Worry about if your going to get off on my husband tonight." I said getting majority of my clothes and shoes. I grabbed all my make up and hair products. "Hey, Y/n stop." Bakugou said putting a hand on y/n's shoulder. "Don't touch me." Y/n said pulling away from Bakugou. To finish putting her stuff in her bags.

Y/n takes of her ring dropping it into Bakugou's hands.

"Bye. Don't contact me until you have....fixed your entire self."

_______

Italic is Gin

Regular is y/n

Hello... are you ok?

Yea im ok and im gonna just take the offer on moving in together.

What? FINALLY! We have to celebrate and look for houses. Come over. Also FUCK THAT POMERANIAN LOOKING ASS BITCH YOU ON YO HOT GIRL SHIT THATS IT!

Lol, im on my way tho.

Stop sulking dummy.

Ok ok.

Call me back when you get here.

Ok.

*call ended*

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I stop at the store to get some snacks and more gel for my hair then go to Gin's house. I park in The driveway, get my bag with clothes and hair stuff and the bags from the store then go and knock on the door. "Hey Bitchhhh!" Gin said grabbing some of the stuff from you "Hey Gin."I say then go to put the rest of my stuff in her room. Then we sit in the living room. "we about to get fucked up tonight. we staying here or are we going to the club?" Gin asked. "uhm...we can stay here lets run to binny's grab some shit and come back, look for places and get drunk. That way we don't have to worry about any dudes trying us tonight." "bet."

Me and Gin went to Binny's and grabbed most of our favorite drinks and came back to the house as we were pulling in the the driveway I saw a familiar figure standing at the door. "Girl I know thats not who I think it is" Gin said. "It might be but fuck him lets just go in the house." I say as I grab the bottles of wine we brought. We walked in through the garage. We tried to ignore the constant ringing of the door bell but it was getting irritating. "Hold on Gin." I said walking to the door. "What." "Look Y/n... Im sorry. Princess its my fault just come back so we can figure this out. Please." Bakugou pleaded.

"No." I say closing the door going back to looking for houses with Gin. "I need a shot after that." I said putting my head down. "Here." Gin says handing me a shot.

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"What about this one?" Gin asks. "Thats nice as hell! Look at everything. The kitchen is sexy. I think thats the one Gin." I say. "Alrighty I'll request to see it and we will see what they say.. now to get fucked up."

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Bakugou's POV*

Eh..there a first time for everything. Y/n has never hit me or got that angry before. I...I feel bad for ruining the relationship.

I sat in the bed thinking into space as Uraraka kissed down my neck. She sat on my lap and started grinding on me to create some friction. "Stop." I say in a blank voice. "Whats wrong? Dont tell me its about that bitch that was here earlier." Uraraka said looking in my eyes. "Get out." I say. "Why Kat? You left out to try and get sympathy from her and she wasn't having it. So be with me! I can make you ten times happier then that roach."  She said. "I SAID GET THE FUCK OUT! AND DINT COME BACK!" I yell. "Good luck getting her back.."

I closed the door right after she walked out and went and laid down on the bed. "Why cant I forget now?" I questioned hugging the pillow y/n usually slept on. " theres no one better than y/n."

If there is no one better then why do you get with other women?

I dont know.

"FUCK." Bakugou yells throwing the pillow. "ITS ALL DEKU AND DEUNCE FACES FUCKING FAULT!"

Flash back- second year of high school

“Y/n!” Denki said. “Yes?” “Midoriya said he needed you by the first bench outside the back of the school.”Denki replied. “Oh. Ok.” Y/n says walking to the door to meet Midoriya. “Y/n!” Midoriya said whisper yelling. “Why the-“ “shhhh” Midoriya put his finger up to y/n’s mouth “look.” He said pointing. “Look wha...what the hell” I say when I see Bakugou sitting on a bench with Uraraka.

“Kattt all you have to do is leave her and we show pda” she said. “No.” Bakugou said getting up. “Why Bakugou? Fuck her obviously shes not doing anything for you.” Uraraka whined. “OI! Shut.The. Fuck. Up. Your talking to much. I dont want to hear your voice anymore.” Bakugou yelled walking away.

“Two can play at that motherfucking game. Midoriya come with me.” Y/n said “W-Wa-wait wait wait to where?” Midoriya asked. “Just come on!”

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“Class 1b? Why are we here?” “Shut up Midoriya.”

Y/n: Hurry up.

*****: Ok ok here I come!!!

____

“Hey Y/n~” “Monama?!” Midoriya says. Midoriya goes back to class after that talk about what was going to happen. “Are you sure he won’t try and kill me.” Monama asked. “Is Monama scared of someone from class 1a?” Y/n sarcastically

“he won’t” she finished as they continued to walk hand in hand.

“Y/N!” Bakugou yelled. “Welp here we go... WHAT.” Y/n replied. “WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING WITH HIM?!” “We are just walking.” “WALKING?! YOU ARE HOLDING HANDS TO SO THERES MORE TO IT!” “Stop yelling.” “NO! WHY ARE YOU HOLDING HANDS WITH THIS NERD?!” “Why were you kissing and feeling on a whole different girl and Im your fucking girlfriend.... thats what i fucking thought.”

“Bye.”

“Y/n wait.... Just think about us.”

End of flash back

“Why do I do this to Y/n. Fuck it. She’ll be back.” Or so he thought.

[millenialfanfictionaddiction]

Golden Nights: Part 5

Warnings: Swearing (every chapter people), mentions of nudity (no actual nudity), pet names

⚠️THIS FIC IS 18+⚠️

Word count: 1098

"SHITTY HAIRRRRRR" Bakugo screams as he clenchs his fist nightly. Sparks starting to form around his hands. "

Calm down Katsu, it's just a dance club. Nothing to be worried about" Kirishima smiles as he waves his hand dismissing Bakugo's temperature tantrum.

"I really hate you"

"Hate is an awfully strong word for someone who's got your back" Kirishima sings.

Fuck the last thing Bakugo wanted to do is spend his night in some shitty club checking out filthy men watch women strip their clothes off for money. Knowing he couldn't avoid it, Bakugo walks from his office to the elevator meeting Kirishima.

They slowly disend in the elevator as Kirishima signs "come on man, you act like this is the worst thing ever! I mean we get to spend our night watching gorgeous girls dance on stage! Don't look so sour".

This was Bakugo's least favorite part of his job, interacting with the masses. He would rather be kicking ass and taking names over signing some fan boys shirt or kissing babies. In fact, he wasn't the most approachable of all the heros. He definitely improved alot since he was a teenager. He was more outgoing and socialable with the public and his friends. He'd done alot of work to keep up his public appearance and it was very important to him. He knew going to the club was strictly work related but he couldn't help but think about how the public would view him. He shook his his.

This is stupid, Im doing my job. Sometimes my job just involves shit like this

Kirishima and Bakugo exit the elevator and make their way to the streets. It was a quiet Friday night much to Bakugo's surprise.

Damn don't think that way stupid, now shits gonna happen

He banged his fist on his forehead.

"You ok man? You seem a bit out of it tonight" Kirishima looked worried.

"I'm fine Red just trying to get my head in the game thats all. Gotta be on my A game to whoop some ass" Bakugo sneared.

Kirishima shurgs and keeps walking. "Hey maybe I'll scope out the place for a potential hang out" he elbows Bakugo. Bakugo rolls his eyes.

"Maybe us and the boys could go check it out tomorrow night? I mean Club Golden is suppose to be the best night spot" Kirishima sighs dreaming of all the lovely ladies he might see.

Bakugo scoffed. He didn't care much for going out. He'd much rather stay home enjoying a night watching a movie or catching up on sleep. His thoughts wandered to his motorcycle and how the wind would blow his hair as he road down the countryside.

Alone.

All alone.

He smirked. Kirishima nudged him and Bakugo looked up. The gates of Club Golden. Two solid gold plated doors with beautiful designs lay in front of them. They open the door and walk in. Bakugo sighs as he hears the loud music and looks around.

"Ah Dynamight and Red Riot! What do we owe this pleasure?" Tony cheers. Bakugo laughs to himself looking at the small man with his golden cane and plaid bow tie. Not a typical club owner one might say but never the less, Bakugo had to admit he looked badass.

"Hello sir.."

"Tony please call me Tony"

"Hello Tony, we were just patrolling the area and decided to make sure everything was going OK. We've never been in your umm establishment before and we wanted to make sure you felt safe" Kirishima smiled.

Kirishima was great with the public. He could ease anyone's worries despite his massive appearance. He was sweet and kind yet could be very intimidating. He knew how to turn it on and off like a switch. Years of interacting with fans helped him to become comfortable with himself.

Tony smiled "oh of course! We are always glad to entertain the pros of this city. Won't you please come in?"

Bakugo and Kirishima looked at each other and shrugged. The proceeded to enter the club and were amazed. It was actually quite beautiful. The floors were a white marble that was decorated with intracite designs. The walls were a dark red similar to the carpet with golden accents. The tables were each laid out with a single rose in the middle. There was no sign of disgruntled workers or customers. It could easily pass as a jazz club or supper club.

Kirishima looked at Bakugo and nodded "I'm going to take a look around, you talk to the bartender and see what they know."

"Fine red but we leave on 10 if nothing happens" Bakugo scoffed slinking off the the bar.

He wasn't as uncomfortable as he had thought he would be. It was almost like patrolling a fancy dinning hall. No dancers were on stage and the crowd level was low.

"Hello there Dynamight, what's your poison?" Sang the bartender

"Nothing tonight, I'm on patrol sir but thank you. Say you notice any suspicious characters around lately? Perhaps someone new?" Bakugo questioned.

"With all due respect Dynamight, this is a dance club. Our girls are the best looking in the whole city. We have more than our fair share of scum that come in here. But to be honest, it's be quiet lately. Nothing has caught my eye" the bartender wipes down the counter as Bakugo nods.

He turns around to see the light changing to a dim. The DJ starts to speak as Bakugo searchs for Kirishima.

"Alright Alright! Ladies and Gentlemen, cats and kittens welcome to Club Golden! Tonight we have a very special performance for one of our top stars. She is said to be one of the most gorgeous women to ever walk this earth, the impeccable Daisy Fox!"

The crowd stands as men start to chant "Daisy Daisy Daisy"

🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥

"Knock em dead babes" yelled Taya from the bathroom.

You roll your eyes and smirk at the DJs announcement knowing full well its all true. You assend the stairs to the stage and wave to your adoring fans. You blow kisses to the crowd as men hoot and shout your name. You smirk (and gag a bit) at all the attention. It's nothing new for you. You opted to roll with the punches tonight and request a random song knowing full well you can make up moves as you go. You grip the pole and raise your head as the music starts.

Suddenly your eyes catch two crimson red orbs in the distance. You breath hitches as the music begins to play.

Dynamite by BTS.

Author Notes:

I know the end is cringe, leave me be 🤣 I promise this isn't the last of the cringy inserts. I've convinced myself they are cool.

[mydearesthrry]

chocolate croissant - t.h.

this is for kelly's 1k celebration! hope u all enjooooyyyyyy!

warnings: fluff almost as sweet as chocolate !

prompt: how do you tell someone you're in love with them? just like that? i'm in love with you? okay, now how do i tell you that?

"hey love, i'm home!" tom yelled from downstairs.

"up here baby!" you yelled back, snuggling deeper into your white covers and fluffy comforter.

"hi." he smiled widely, leaning against the doorframe.

"hi!" you squealed back, sitting up a little bit. "what's in the bag?"

he looked down to said bag and smiled. "your favorite! it's fresh from the little bakery down the street, i decided to get some coffee and i got something for you! can't forget my baby!"

you smiled widely and squealed, waving your hand for him to come into the bed. you pulled your goods out of the bag, unwrapping the paper and taking a bite out of the pastry.

"mmm- oh my god, i'm so in love with you-" you stopped yourself, your eyes widening, your body as stiff as a statue. tom looked over at you, his face going pale, his cheeks and ears covering his complexion with red.

tom got lost in his thoughts, overthinking the whole situation. how do you tell someone you're in love with them? just like that? i'm in love with you? okay, now how do i tell you that? he thought.

"tommy, you're in love with me too?" you whispered. he didn't realize he'd been thinking out loud.

"too?" he asked softly.

"i mean, of course. you're perfect for me," you set the pastry down, wiping your hands against eachother, getting off any excess crumbs. "my parents love you babe, i didn't say anything because i thought you would've thought we were moving too fast!"

"love, we live in the same house, i don't think i would be dating you if i wasn't in love with you." he giggled, the sides of his eyes crinkling as he laughed.

you looked at him, eyes starting to water, "tom, im so fucking in love with you. i cant explain it. i'm terrified." you sniffed, looking up at him.

"why're you scared angel?" he grabbed your hands, playing with your fingers.

"i don't know, im just so in love with you." you smiled, a tear falling.

"love! you're gonna make me cry!" he pulled you into his lap, holding you close to his chest.

"i'm so utterly in love with you, angel. i promise to never let you go." he whispered in your ear, pressing a kiss to your forehead.

you looked up at him, his chin raising up from his spot on your head. "i'm in love with you. so much tommy. thank you for letting me be in your life." you smiled up at him, nudging his chin with the tip of your nose. he smiled down at you, moving your chin up with his pointer finger and thumb, bringing your lips closer together until eventually, they touched.

aaahhhh! i hope you enjoyed!! i'm one follower away from 100 soooo i think i might be doing a sleepover for that!

congrats @kelieah once again on 1k! so incredibly proud of you darlin!

tagging some mutuals who may be interested: @hollandsamor @parkershoodie @parkerprotectionprogram

[cottoncandyjester]

kiseichū and dadzuku part 2

So clearly I was gonna stop this series cause honestly y’all didn’t come here for this you guys came for the sexy yandere ocs not seeing Izuku be a dad for a random oc..but i felt in the mood.

Part one

Warning this contains: near death? Some angst

"kise, it's time to wake up you're coming with me to work" the pro hero spoke in a soft tone while shaking the male, izuku was already dressed and ready so it shouldn't take them long to go it was just a matter of getting kise awake.

"thirty more minutes.."

"t-thirty?! That's far too long!" Izuku snapped with a shiver before scooping the boy up into his arms feeling him softly wrap his arms around izuku's neck which made the hero smile. The two have been closer lately and it made izuku really happy but since they've been living together izuku never even tested out kise's quirk to see what it could do..should he?

Izuku brushed the bright curls out of the boy's face watching his bright blue eyes open slowly causing izuku to beam with joy before feeling kise sit up only to see that he wasn't pleased to be awake so early.

"Morning kise!" Izuku cheered out and lose turned his head away "it's kiseichū.." he hissed out.

He's really mad at me!

Izuku have a nervous laugh before putting the boy down who rubbed his eyes with a low groan.

"Get ready, kay?"

"whats burning..?"

Izuku jolted and rushed off toward the kitchen, he had completely forgot to turn off the stove! "Our breakfast!" He hissed out only to see that the food was a charred black, he didn't have time to make more food..what will he do?

"you're a fucking idiot deku!"

"I know..."

"dumbass! What would have happened if you burned the place down!?"

Izuku had called bakugo who aggressively cooked breakfast for them and brought it to work. Kise hummed as he ate being the center of attention by the baku squad who all worked with deku at bakugo's agency.

"he's so cute!"

"he's small for a six year old"

"So what exactly is his quirk?"

Kise whined meekly as denki pulled the boy's cheeks and noticed that his teeth were sharp like some kind of wild animal. "Woah dude! This kid could take a chomp oh me if he wanted to!" The blonde said in awe as izuku gave a nervous laugh

"h-hey kaminari I don't think he likes that..you should stop." He stated before flinching when kise started to slip off his gloves and grab denki but was stopped by bakugo who gripped his wrist

"oi! Don't be such a brat! Dunce face leave the little shit alone unless you wanna turn into a puddle of sludge!" The blonde snapped out. Kise coughed lightly now trying to wiggle from bakugo's grip.

"hey kise, could you be hungry?" Izuku asked causing everyone to look his way before their eyes landed on kise who gave a simple nod. Silence fell upon the group before izuku glanced over at bakugo who gave a firm nod.

Kise sat in the white room as the pro heroes stared through the glass wall. "Yo bakubro should we really be doing this? I mean he's still so little" kirishima piped up his red eyes shining with worry ad he watched the boy reads a book with no gloves on.

"we gotta see what happens when he doesn't eat and how long he can last" bakugo stated as he glanced at izuku before a look of disgust crossed the blonde.

"you look like a worried mom deku you might be too attached"

"i-im just worried! I wouldn't say I see myself as a parent to him or anything though" izuku stuttered and mina smirked towards the male. "Oh yeah? What's his favorite food?" She asked and izuku answered within an instant "hamburger steak, or korean bbq though he always wants to cook it himself" he said and covered his mouth his face with a flustered expression of embarrassment.

"dude, you're totally a dad now."

"no more going to bars after work midoribro you gotta take care of your son”

Izuku huffs as sero and denki teased him before a loud cough caused him to shoot his gaze towards kise who was starting to wheeze and cough harder now starting to become antsy.

"we should open the door now, come on kacchan open the door already." Izuku said softly as he pressed a hand on the glass watching lose walk around the room looking for a food source.

"in a little bit, hes not dying yet"

"bakugo that's cold."

Bakugo glanced at kirishima who shared izuku's worried gaze watching at the boy started to get sicker now throwing up black sludge his breathing weaker as he gazed at the glass wall.

"p-please, I'm..hungry"

"kacchan!" Izuku shouted and bakugo walked to the door with a sigh. "Fine fine!" He snapped trying to open the door only for it to be jammed. "Shit.." bakugo hissed out now glancing over at kise who was too weak to walk so he dropped to his knees crawling towards the door as black sludge poured out his mouth and eye sockets.

"bakugo! The door!"

"shut the fuck up kirishima I'm trying! It's stuck!" He snapped and izuku took a few steps back green crackles of energy covering his body as kirishima hardened both of them have the idea of breaking the glass while mina tried melting the door

Crash

The glass shattered just as the door melted down and izuku rushed towards the boy scooping him up in his arms hugging him close. He was so light almost like he didn't weigh nothing at all, kirishima felt the boy touch his arm which kirishima didn't truly mind

"zu..zuku.." kise whispered out before bakugo yanked the kid away holding him upside by his ankle "Are you fucking stupid, do you two wanna die?!" Bakugo hissed out at the two heroes.

Kise looked at his hands watching them harden slightly though it was nowhere near as strong as kirishima. "Oh great good job shitty hair, giving the toddler some of your quirk its like giving a baby a gun!”

Izuku glared at bakugo slightly a wave of annoyance washing over him due to the fact that kiss could’ve died! “He’s just a child..you’re being so cruel. Stop it.” He said softly now scooping kiss in his arms putting his gloves on him.

“We aren’t doing this again, not so soon” Izuku demanded and the group was silent guilt filling them until Mina came up with an idea to cheer them all up. “Have you ever been to the Aquarium kise?” She said with a smile her eyes flickering when he shook his head no.

“We should go! All of us! Even you bakugo!”

“Eh!? Why me!” He snapped out with a growl. He flinched when kise grabbed his shirt and he eyes the boy his eyes softening at his soft little face. “Ugh. Fuck! Fine!” He snapped out “let’s go to the fucking aquarium..” he grumbled out with a huff.

[musicallady7]

•HER•

Richard and I strolled by the river Seine admiring the streets of Paris. Everything was so aesthetically picturesque. Like a pretty painting you'd see in a museum. The river below was calm with gentle waves rippling by the water. Birds swooped down to the river with their wings flapping to get home as the sun began to set. The sky was graced with a fine line of peach clouds, the bright orange light slowly beginning to fade away as a midnight blue sky loomed over it.

Bikers pass over the bridge, riding right past us. The cool breeze blew back my hair, conveniently keeping the strands out of my face as it lightly ruffled the flowy skirt of my dress. At nearby restaurants, couples toasted over a glass of red wine, as a  little car with a family of four drove by.

Then there was Richard. He makes this scene perfect.

His face that beamed with warmth looked so radiant in the last light of the sun. A soft smile rested on his lips. I pursed my lips and felt the heat on my cheeks when my mind painted a very sensuous image of how his lips would feel on mine. His ginger red hair that contrasted against the orange lighting of the sunset was combed neatly and looked soft to touch. I was tempted to run a hand through his beautiful red locks. His emerald green eyes matched the military uniform he wore. I was delighted beyond words to hear he came home from the war safely. I was afraid I'd never see him again.

I grasped his hand that held mine a little tighter, afraid he would disappear like a beautiful mirage. He felt like a daydream.

I stared a bit longer than I hoped. He sensed me looking and met my eyes. I immediately averted my gaze somewhere else feeling my cheeks heat up.

This all seemed like a scene in a movie, but that's how it always seemed with Richard. He had quite the talent to make it all feel surreal as if it were coming off the pages of my favorite novels.

We passed by a vintage themed flower shop, where a myriad of beautiful bouquets were displayed outside in painted artsy buckets. The sweet scent of the flowers soothed me and made me exhale deeply. Richard abruptly stopped walking, gazing at the bouquets. I followed his example stopping to appreciate the flowers as well.

"They look pretty." I muttered to myself brushing my fingers lightly over their delicate petals.

"Eira" he called me, getting my attention.

"Yeah?" I asked sending him a small glance before turning back to the flowers.

"Wait here" he replied, as he motioned with his hand to stay where I was. I nodded silently, a bit distracted by the flowers. From my peripheral vision, I see him running inside the store. I wait outside as he asked, just looking around. Soon enough he walks out with a bouquet of white and pastel pink camellias in one hand.

He hands the bouquet to me, placing it in my hand "For you"

I look at him, then back at the flowers, then back up at him a couple times before I could respond. "Th-thanks" I stuttered in a small voice being absolutely flustered.

Like a schoolgirl, I tuck a strand of my platinum blonde hair behind my ear before daring to actually meet his light green eyes that bore into my soul. God, those eyes. They make me sigh dreamily when I think of them.

I still had a hard time comprehending that he actually loves me sometimes. It just feels so unreal still. Then he does all these things, says all these things, he's so sweet and sincere. I don't know if he does it conciously or unconciously but even just by the way he looks at me, like now, I can feel his adoration and love. My heart just melts. How can I not love him back?

•HIM•

After dinner we decided to walk around Paris a bit more. It was later in the night and there were only a few people left in the streets now, including me and Eira. As we walked around, I notice she would glance at the flowers then at me often. Her mind was preoccupied by something.

Suddenly, the rain started to pour down heavily. We both exclaimed in surprise being soaked from head to toe. I grabbed her hand as we ran to take cover under a small outdoor roof of a closed restaurant.

"Well that was an unexpected turn of events" she said with a laugh, looking up at the grey stormy sky that used to be clear and filled with stars earlier.

I grimaced at the sudden change of the weather. "I guess that ruins a nice evening walk"

"Hmm" she hummed thoughtfully, smiling widely afterwards. "It doesnt have to you know" she placed her bouquet at a table making sure it wouldn't fly off. She then took my hand and dragged me out to the empty streets the raindrops showering down on us. She jumped and whooped in excitement, stretching her arms upwards.

"Eira what are you doing? You might catch a cold" I warned her as I quickly took my coat off to wrap around her. She removed  the coat and hung it on my shoulders.

"Richard, if I catch a cold, you'll be there to take care of me anyway. Now come on!" She beckoned me to play in the rain with her.

She started to twirl around and splash on the puddles, laughing out loud. This is the most carefree I've seen her be. She noticed me standing there just watching her  with an amused look and splashed a puddle my way. I made an even bigger splash her way.

She gasped in surprise and laughed mischievously. "Oh, so that's how its gonna be!"

She wouldn't back down, she wanted to get her revenge. She ran to a store and took a bucket that was catching rainwater. She lifted it with ease and emptied its contents on me. I shut my eyes tight as I was drenched from head to toe. She threw her head back in laughter, then bending down and slapping her knee.

"Im going to get you!" I chased after her and she immediately ran to avoid getting caught. It came to a point where we chased each other round and round and round a car. The cycle broke when I jumped over the hood and caught her, wrapping my arms around  her waist. She shrieked in surprise, giggling uncontrollably as I spun her around in the air until she got dizzy.

"Okay okay you win. Put me down now" she gasped breathlessly as she tried to catch her breath.

I placed her back down on the ground. Once she was on her feet, she stumbled slightly and placed her hands on my shoulders to lean on me for support. My hands never left her waist. She looked up at me beaming with her frosty blue eyes. I observe them thoroughly and for the first time, noticed that she had a snowflake pattern in the irises of her eyes. I realize our close proximity and felt a shiver run down my spine at how close we were.

"Dance with me" she whispered.

"There's no music"

She chuckled softly and replied "Close your eyes and listen closely"

I did as she asked. I could hear the rain pitter patterning on the rooftops. The wind rattling the windows. The movement of the river nearby. The sound of our light breathing. Straining my ears, I listened closer. That's when I heard it. Soft music playing a soothing tune from afar. It was faint but it was there.

"I hear it" I told Eira who smiled widely. We began to sway to the tune as she slipped her arms around my neck, pulling me closer. We stared into each other's eyes as we danced focusing only on each other. When we waltzed on the empty street of Paris time seemed to stop. There was no one else in the world but us.

My breath hitched as Eira leaned in closer to sing softly in my ear.

Des nuits d'amour à plus finir

Un grand bonheur, qui prend sa place

Des ennuis des chagrins s'effacent

Heureux, heureux, à en mourir

Her voice soothed me. Like there was no trouble in the world. She sounded as soft and gentle as an angel. She has me enchanted. I am hypnotized by the way the words elegantly flow from her lips. I am trapped by her icy blue eyes. At this moment I knew I was always going to be hers.

Quand il me prend dans ses bras

Qu'il me parle tout bas

Je vois la vie en rose

Il me dit des mots d'amour

Des mots de tous les jours

Et ça m'fait quelque chose

She continued to sing as we made the street our dance floor. Light on our toes, it almost felt like we were waltzing on air, secure in each other's embrace. Holding her close, I basked in her grace and beauty. All I could focus on in the moment was her. How elegant her every move seemed. The way she smiled. How her pale skin looked absolutely radiant in the moonlight.

Il est entré dans mon cœur

Une part de bonheur

Dont je connais la cause

C'est toi pour moi, moi pour toi dans la vie

Tu me l'as dit, m'as juré pour la vie

Et, dès que je t’aperçois

Alors je sens en moi

Mon cœur qui bat

La-la-la, la-la-la

La-la-la, la-la-la

La, la, la-la

She continued to hum gently as I spun her around and lowered her body to dip. I slowly brought her back up, my eyes never leaving hers. She was truly ethereal, and she captivated me in every way. There was no escape. No matter if she felt the same way or not, my heart belonged to her.

We stood in the middle of the dimlit streets of Paris at night. The rain poured down on us in a cold shower. The moon was a subtle silhouette in a puddle nearby. The soft music was masked behind the whistle of the wind.

And there's Eira. She is what makes this scene perfect.

We held our breaths as we stepped closer and closer to each other. She slowly brought her hand up and caressed my cheek. I leaned in to her soft touch. Her eyes flickered to my lips and she stared intently at them. I could hear my heart pounding in my ears as she leaned in close enough that our lips brushed against each other.

The next moment, I am taken by surprise when she planted her lips on mine and tugged on my collar to pull me into a soft yet passionate kiss. For a few seconds I froze unable to respond and had a hard time registering it in my head that she was kissing me. She was kissing me.

Eira was about to pull away, not feeling me kissing back but as soon as I noticed that, I responded quickly, gently holding her face and kissing her senseless. Our lips moved perfectly together, in sync. As I closed my eyes, I can feel her smile into the kiss when I ran my fingers through her hair. She wrapped her arms around my torso and pulled me in closer that I can feel her heartbeat on my chest just as rapid as mine.

I cant remember how long I waited for this to happen and now it finally was. Eira couldn't help but giggle, interrupting the kiss. I chuckled fondly at her being adorable. Her eyes met mine once more.

We simply gazed at each other saying nothing yet having a mutual understanding. Nothing needed to be said.

Disclaimer: I dont own the song La Vie En Rose