#too bad sho is d-word

[eccentricallygothic]

Patience

Pairing: Daddy!Ari Levinson | Brat Baby!You.

Description: Ari decides to actually act upon his literal threats of ‘teaching your ass a lesson’ this time around.

Warning(s): D/s dynamics, ddlg, power imbalance, meanie Daddy!Ari, bratty!you, allusions to spanking, size kink, strength kink, begging, humiliation, rimming, ass fingering, age gap (reader is 20’s and Ari is near 40’s), possessive!Ari, dirty talk, brat taming. Minors do not interact. 

Type: Request (anon), here.

Note: Unedited because it's 5am and I have class around 10am. Forgive me for any errors. Hope you like it <3

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Your hot and pouty face was buried between your arms that were folded ‘petitely’ over your boyfriend's work table even though you were anything but. “Daddy, please!” You whined and tried to shift in his beastly hold only to fail yet again. “I already said I was sorry and I already got a spankie!” You kicked your foot and complained like you had any power against him. 

Ari's rough fingers only groped your stinging ass cheeks harder as he kept them spread apart for his experienced tongue to keep torturing your quivering pucker. “Nah, today is the day, baby. Buckle up” his words made you whine even louder than before and you puffed out your cheeks, your hips struggling to break free from his tyrannical grip. 

“But I already said I was sorry!” You were a sensitive little thing that was used to being spoiled and treated like you were the reason the sun rose everyday, not getting your way or being rough handled was not something you were particularly accustomed to. Especially not at the hands of the grizzly kneeling behind you. 

“As you have a million times before” Ari simply responded before the sharp tip of his tongue ran around your rim again before he probed the opening that was tightly wrinkled shut. As if the tiny stretches he was causing weren't uncomfortable and humiliating enough, the recent spanks on your ass made it even worse. You had no idea how, but the jerk had even managed to spank your poor little backdoor. He was lucky you loved him. “But today is the day punishment will actually teach you something, you little brat.” 

You huffed and shook your disapproval out through your body. “Daddy, you're being so mean!” Your eyebrows were furrowed but you dared not look behind and at him. You were not allowed to do so, as he had ordered you to look ahead when he had begun. “It's not my fault those little boys look at me! I only have eyes for you!” You heard his snicker of disbelief.

“Yeah, right–” your eyes widened when you felt him heatedly spit on your asshole, clearly further instigated by your words, before one of his fingers began to push against your virgin rim. 

“DADDY!” You panicked but Ari was unbothered. “Oh, no!” Your face burnt hot in humiliation but that didn't stop your pussy from tearing up. 

“Oh, yes” Ari's guttural voice was quiet as he leaned in to lick at one of the many fingerprints he had left on your ass cheeks, the digut he had inserted in you now knuckle deep. His thick beard tickled your sensitive skin where his tongue touched you. “Only have eyes for your old man, huh? Is that why you go bowling with your silly girlfriends in those cute little shorts, hm?” He gave you a good few jabs so you would feel his knuckle butt against your rim. “Tsk, like I don't know about those foolish little boys following you around like dumb little mutts.” Okay, maybe you did like the attention. 

“B- But that's not my fault, Dada! I only want you!” That was true. “You know it!” It was the reason why you liked to rile up Ari like this. Especially during periods when his stupid work took nearly all his time.

Ari began to pull his finger out and your ass humiliatingly squelched. He stopped when only the tip reached your rim. You whimpered as your pucker clenched in discomfort. “Too bad that is not going to stop me from breaking this–”

“Daddyyy!” You whined when his finger began to push into you once more.

“– bratty little ass in like I should have a long time ago” you shuddered when he added some tongue to the finger fucking. “Maybe you will finally learn some fuckin’ patience when you limp all over the place like a sorry little baby slut.”

Oh dear, oh dear.

You had a long evening to go.

And a lot of begging to do. 

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[noyasmashing]

★ GOOD BOY. shoyo!

౨ৎ :: masterlist. reblogs are very appreciated. (*≧∪≦)

• warning: hinata shoyo + gn!dom reader, spreader bar, handjob, praise, unrealistic portrayal of Hinata’s sensitivity : P

Hinata's desire to obey is objectively adorable, but his body seems to have a mind of its own. When he's shown affection, he can't help but exhibit a more... enthusiastic response. A gentle kiss on the cheek sends him into flustered giggles, touching his chest and he can't help but squirm away with a whimper. The moment you touch his cock, his thighs are clamping shut. His body instinctively reacts in a way that's hard for him to control. It's not that he's trying to be a bad boy; he's simply a bit more sensitive than others! Despite his best efforts to rein in his emotions, sometimes his body takes over, and he can't control himself.

It's only logical to consider investing in a spreader bar, allowing him to relax and fully immerse himself in the pleasure of a hand job. Though, he was still warming up for such an embarrassing idea.

The cuffs snapped into place with a reassuring click, securing Hinata's ankles firmly. “D-do we really have to do this?” He whined, his face flushed bright red as he tried to hide behind his hands. Despite his best efforts to appear annoyed, his body betrayed him, his cock twitching and leaking precariously close to his navel. The sight was almost too adorable to resist, and you couldn't help but rub your thighs together.

“Don't worry Sho, I'm gunna take care of you, 'kay? ” You cooed, planting a soft kiss on the sensitive inside of his knee. You couldn't help but draw closer, your lips brushing against his skin as you moved up towards him.

“Y-you’re so embarrassing!” He pouted, removing his hands enough for you to look into his watery eyes. His sulky expression only made him more adorable.

“Embarrassing? It’s cute, it would be…so easy to fuck you like this. I’m sure you want that, huh?” You purr with a small giggle, your finger tracing a slow, teasing path along his chiseled torso. He whines at the lewd words leaving your lips, his abs flexing as you touch him. But of course, he agrees, slightly nodding, a hint of a smile playing on your lips as you watch his facial expressions.

As your hand reaches his lower stomach, he feels the unmistakable sensation of your fingers wrapping around his rigid length. A soft, shaky moan escapes his lips as you tighten your grip, and the sound of the cuffs clinking against each other as he tries to clench his legs is like music to your ears. You coo softly, dragging your hand firmly along the length of him, guiding the copious pre-cum that leaks from his tip endlessly.

As you establish a steady rhythm, your thumb teasing the tender slit of his penis, he's powerless to resist the urge to arch his back off the bed. The air is filled with the sound of his ragged breathing, punctuated by soft whimpers and gasps as he struggles to remain still.

“P-please, can you, please-fuckk, slow down!” His words are barely intelligible, his voice trembling with desperation. It's the first time you haven’t had to pause to reposition his thighs, and normally that brief respite would allow him to recompose himself. But now, he's acutely aware that he's hovering on the brink of release.

“You can handle it.” you soothe, your voice a gentle whisper as you slow your pace to a tantalizing crawl. But it's clear that the respite is fleeting, as his legs begin to quiver and twitch, his muscles straining to contain the pent-up desire. A single tear escapes his eye, followed by another, as he clutches at your shirt for comfort.

"Aaaaah!" He wails, his voice cracking as your hand flicks around his head, sending shivers coursing through his body. "I can't... I can't take it! S-slow down, it's too much!" he cries out, his words punctuated by ragged gasps. His grip on your shirt tightens, pulling you closer as if seeking comfort in the proximity.

You exhale a gentle sigh, slowing your pace to a mere whisper, as you gaze at him with a soothing intensity. His body begins to relax, ever so slightly, a soft "sorry" escaping his lips, his tears glistening on his flushed cheeks.

"Shh, don't apologize," you whisper, your voice a gentle balm to his frazzled nerves. "Let me take care of you. I'll be right here with you, watching over you. Just relax for me, okay?" You speak softly, your words dripping with reassurance as you gently cradle his balls in your palm, massaging them with a gentle pressure that's both calming and intimate. He looks up at you, his eyes searching for comfort, and nods slowly, as if accepting your promise.

You resume your steady rhythm, your gaze locked on his puffy face as you monitor his reactions. His lips part slightly, releasing soft, strained moans, his eyelids squeezed shut as if to block out the intensity of his sensations. "Feels... good," he stammers, his words barely audible.

As your hand reaches his head, his thighs stiffen, trying to fold in on themselves in an attempt to contain the overwhelming sensations. But when your hand descends back to his base, they relax once more, releasing the tension. His body seems to be begging to curl into a ball, overwhelmed by the sheer pleasure coursing through him.

As your pace returns to its original rhythm, he's helpless but to surrender to your touch. He can’t help but bury his head in your chest, his face pressed against the fabric as he tries to escape the intensity of his emotions.

"Ah, is my good boy savoring every moment?" you ask, planting a gentle kiss on the crown of his head, your voice warm and soothing. You catch his whispered response, "It's too much," but it doesn't deter you from continuing to lavish attention on him.

As your fingers smooth across his skin, his hips begin to move in time with your touch, his body involuntarily thrusting against your hand in a primal rhythm. The unmistakable sign of his impending climax sends a thrill through you, and you smile to yourself. "You can let go whenever you need to, Shoyo," you whisper, pulling back to gaze at his contorted face, his features puffy from crying.

He doesn't respond, his eyes glazing over as he nods his head in a slow, uncoordinated motion. His hands flail wildly, grasping for your arm or the sheets, before tightening around his own legs in a futile attempt to contain himself. The bed creaks and groans beneath him as he strains against the bar, his movements growing more frantic by the second.

Suddenly, his body begins to shake and he bursts into sobs. The bar rattles ominously as he thrashes against it, his legs straining against the restraints with a force that makes you worry they might snap. "I'm getting... d-dizzy... I feel dizzy, mommy," he whimpers, his eyes pleading for comfort and reassurance.

"It's okay, Shoyo," you coo, trying to soothe him. "You've been such a good boy for me. You're my good boy, right?" He nods vigorously, his face contorted in a mixture of pleasure and pain as he lets out a guttural moan.

It's a matter of moments before his release, and it's a departure from his usual, curl-up-into-a-ball pattern. Instead, his body stiffens, as if trying to hold itself together, and he lets out keening moans that shatter the air. His eyes flutter shut, and he arches his back, his torso bowing into your touch. The white fluid splashes against his stomach, coating his tightened abs.

It's clear this is one of his most explosive releases in a while, and his sensitivity is amplified to the point where he can't even feel the touch of your fingers anymore.

As you milk out the last drops, you're struck by the visual feast before you: swollen lips, tear-stained eyes, and a still-pulsating tip.

But as he blinks up at you, his red-rimmed eyes seeking reassurance, you can't help but smile at your beautiful boy. You run a gentle hand through his hair, whispering, "My good boy," as you cradle him in your arms.

[obeymeshallwedateaddict]

Gn Child reader who is a big fan of Despicable me. So they try to train Little D.'s to be their Minions. They even give them goggles and overalls to wear. little reader with a army of lesser demons dressed as minions.

Heyyy I love your request! It's actually quite adorable and amusing to me and I hope you find it just as good as I did. Enjoy!

Summary: MC turned into a child due to a spell that went off and once upon visiting the demon lord's castle they wanted to make the Little D.'s their minions, considering the love they had for Despicable me.

By the wayyy I'm feeling a lot better so I will begin writing regularly once again!!!

Author's note: For those who don't know the Little D.'S are the brother's counterparts and they have the same sins as the brothers.

You can find more of my work here: Masterlist

MC's inner dominance

MC was a child. How did things end up this way? Well it's a long story.. the Anti-Lucifer league was preparing to prank Lucifer once again. Satan had discovered a new curse that could turn any creature whether it would be an angel, demon or a human into a child and upon trying to make it work the curse accidentally hit MC and now they were a noisy child which always caused trouble for the seven Avatars of Sin.

They would always run around the house and pump into something which would often end up broken on the floor with little MC crying next to it. That always ended up inside Lucifer's study with him questioning his life choices. The rest of the brothers could swear that another line appeared on the eldest's forehead. Some of the brothers were really happy about the fact that MC was a child. They would always play with them and hang around them all the time. Asmo would do their nails and would choose their clothes while Mammon would play hide and seek with them (And sometimes they invited Belphie too) while Beel would help the kid explore new foods. After a few days everybody had begun to wonder when the curse would go away.

One morning Satan was on his way to MC's room just to find out that they weren't there...

MC had snuck out of The House of Lamentation and had run to the Demon Lord's castle. There they were warmly greeted by Diavolo and Barbatos who were aware of the situation. MC looked around with a curious gaze. Pointing at one of the little D's who was helping with the cleaning.

MC: That's a minion!

Barbatos: Well technically you could call them that but they are actually Little D's. They help around in the castle-

MC: Minions!!!

The little child ran up to the little demon and squeezed it into its tiny arms.

Little D. №2: Hey, hey, hey! Thanks for the hug but you don't need to squeeze so tight!

Diavolo laughed at the sight and walked towards MC, crouching down next to them.

Diavolo: There are six more of them if you want to meet them, MC.

MC: Yessssss!!! More minions!

Barbatos sighed and shook his head.

Barbatos: MC is quite demanding today don't you think, my Lord?

Diavolo: That's childhood to you, Barbatos! I remember I felt quite similar when I was a child myself. I'd always go around, demanding the servants' attention.

As the prince spoke MC gripped his hand and pulled it which made the demon chuckle.

Diavolo: Alright, alright, MC! We are going!

Diavolo led little MC and Little D. №2 (Since MC hadn't let go of the little demon's hand) to the room where the rest of them were. Upon walking in MC's eyes widened as well as their smile. Their face brightened and they ran into the room.

MC: Minions!!!!

Diavolo: Do you want me to leave you alone with them so you could play together?

The demon asked while secretly hoping that MC would say yes because he had a few matters to attend to. He also had to give Lucifer MC's whereabouts.

MC: Yessss!!

Diavolo smiled widely to the child's words. He patted their head and left the room while MC observed each of the little demons carefully. The little demons just blinked in confusion. Some of them gulped in fear, hoping nothing bad would happen to them. MC shot them a mischievous smile before leaving the room. The Little D.'s barely had time to take a calm breath before the human child returned with seven pairs of goggles and blue overalls. As well as some yellow paint. The demons tilted their heads in confusion as the kid shoved a pair of goggles and overalls to each demon.

MC: Put them on, minions!!!!

The demons blinked in confusion once again.

Little D. №5: Ermmm what are these for? They don't look really nice...

Little D. №7: Nor do they look comfy..

MC: Pweeeaaseeee~ <33

The demons ended up putting the goggles and the overalls on. MC giggled happily and ran over to them with a paintbrush and the yellow paint in hands.

MC: Time for color!!!

Little D. №1: There is no chance I'm letting you paint me yellow... That would make me look horrible! Dragging the name of the Little D. of Pride through the mud like that is inexcusable!

Little D. №5: Yeah... Plus yellow doesn't really suit me..

Little D. №6: MC is that what you're holding mustard? Can I have it?

MC: It's not edible! Plus guys I HAVE to paint you! To suit the role!!!

Little D. №4: Absolutely not.

Little D. №2: I mean.... I might let you cuz like.. yellow is my color and all.

Little D. №3: Yellow reminds me of that Pokemon Pikachu! So I'll accept to cosplay a little...

MC: Yayyyy!!!!!

The child ended up painting all of the little demons yellow even if most of them couldn't stand the idea of being yellow along with the goggles and overalls. But here they were.. 7 Little D.s looking like 7 minions along with a happy and giggling child. MC led the demons out of the room to the main hall of the castle where Diavolo, Barbatos and Lucifer were chatting near the staircase. Upon seeing MC and the little D.s the demon's eyes widen.

Lucifer: MC what have you done..? Why do the...

Before the eldest could finish his words the child lined its minions in a line and stood proudly before them.

MC: Minions!!!!!!

All of the little demons looked over at the child with tired eyes. The "Fantastic three" just stood there with wide eyes, watching the scene unfold before them. For some reason though Diavolo seemed interested in whatever was happening.

MC: Tonight.... We... We STEAL THE MOONNNN!!!!!!!

Lucifer sighed at their words and dragged his hand over his face. Barbatos just shook his head, watching Diavolo who was already laughing.

Lucifer: Diavolo, I'm sorry for the inconvenience MC has caused... To you too, Barbatos...

Diavolo while laughing: No, Lucifer.. it's fine.. we'll wash the little D.'s afterwards.. I'm glad MC is having fun.. perhaps they've always wanted to do this when they were a child.

[genoskissors]

Principal Monokuma’s Room Check!

Trigger Happy Havoc Girls

THH Boys Rooms

Again, there are a few notes throughout to explain some things I thought most would not know or just to clarify things changed in localization. Also, if you are disappointed by the three nearly empty rooms, the girls’ cottages in 2 will hopefully make up for it.

Maizono-san's Room Edition

Popular idols say that they have such a harsh schedule that they can’t even get a good night’s sleep. The bleak room Maizono-san has makes me think about that a little.

Checkpoints: A: It’s a bed with pink sheets, which are common in girls’ rooms. The fact she makes her bed after waking up shows she has a methodical personality.

B: I thoughtfully placed a sewing set in the drawer! Wouldn’t you like to see the girls try at least one kind of needlework?

C: I am a gentlemanly bear, so I don’t look into girls’ trash cans, rummage through them, open them up, sniff them, or put them in my mouth, that's correct.

D: The girls’ shower rooms are locked! No matter how much fun the girls are having in the dorm life, as long as I’m alive I will not tolerate any insolence!

Kirigiri-san's Room Edition

Ah, this again. Following Maizono-san, Kirigiri-san is also plain and simple. Hey, hey, you’re a girl, aren’t you? Wouldn’t it be better if you had a bit more girly flair?

Checkpoints: A: Kirigiri-san’s bed looks like it would smell nice. Imagining a prickly girl like her sleeping defenseless makes me feel protective.

B: It’s a desk for studying, just like everyone else’s. Including Kirigiri-san, I can’t imagine most of the students sitting here.

C: A surveillance camera is common for all rooms. But, to the cool Kirigiri-san, my gaze seems to have no more value than a bug.

D: Oh! Sorry, I forgot to prepare a trash can for you! But beautiful girls don’t blow their noses, so it’s okay!

Asahina-san's Room Edition

This room gives the impression that someone loves exercising, whether awake or asleep. With all these training items, it’s like a small gym. I’d like to see Asahina-san use it too. Upupu.

Checkpoints: A: A stepper for training the lower body and a roller for abdominal muscles. The roller particularly is inexpensive but highly effective. It’s okay to kneel at first.

B: It's a balance ball that helps you train your core body on a daily basis. It's pretty fun, isn't it? Oh, and you can't miss the school swimsuits hanging out to dry!

C: Unfortunately, There’s nothing as simple and effective as a training tube! I can’t use it because my arms and legs aren’t long enough...

D: Bottles for hydration and a first aid kit. She’s so well prepared and considerate in case of emergencies, I bet she’ll be a great wife with lots of children. Note: Anytime someone makes a joke about the bad ending, an angel loses its wings.

Fukawa-san's Room Edition

As expected of someone called a literary girl, she has an incredible amount of books. With the books being piled up around the bed and desk, you can tell what kind of reading she does. Note: Toko’s Japanese talent is “Literary Girl”.

Checkpoints: A: As you can see, this desk is a built-in piece of furniture with a fairly thin top, so I wonder if it will be able to withstand the weight of all these things piled up...

B: The windows are bolted down securely! ...but that doesn’t seem to concern Fukawa-san. She has manuscript papers pasted all over the window. Boo hoo. Note: Monokuma uses the word “しょぼーん” which is commonly associated with the kaomoji  (´・ω・`).

C: Placing books in front of the shower room means you can read during toilet time! You’re addicted to always learning. Note: I think there's a pun here but I don't know if it's intended. The word for reading is “dokusho” and the word for addict is “chuudokusha”.

D: At first glance, it may look like a rose in a vase, but it is actually an air freshener stick. She’s confessed to hating baths, so she has to be careful about the smell.

Genocider Sho’s Room Check!

Fukawa-san's Room Edition

This is the room of the woman I share my body with! A pungent smell of no libido! Perfect for a sullen faced, nail-biting, gloomy introvert! Kyehahaha!!

Checkpoints: A: There are so many books at my feet... It will get in the way when Byakuya-sama is brought over! Clean it up a bit!

B: I must be nearsighted, writing all these small letters little by little in such a dark place. As I thought, this woman is weird! I need to bathe in the light of passionate love!

C: Wait! There’s no sign of it being used recently! I could end up in bed with Byakuya-sama at any moment, so I have to at least take a bath!

D: Ah! A green and white bouquet. It’s specifically for weddings! Wait for me, Byakuya-sama! I’ll grab this now and dive into your body!

(Back to Monokuma)

Oogami-san's Room Check

The strongest primate is the ogre... this is Oogami-san’s room. It makes it clear if you end up killing each other, she won’t let you get away with it. But please don’t destroy the room.

Checkpoints: A: For tile splitting demonstrations, usually they use tiles that are easier to break. But Oogami-san’s tiles are the real deal. Note: Tile splitting is the same thing as board breaking in martial arts.

B: Excuse me... Of course, it’s okay to do training in your room, but there’s no need to drill holes in the floor!? Someone will have to repair it.

C: This is Ogami-san’s uniform. I don’t really get a chance to see her wearing this. How about we go hand-to-hand again? Upupupu.

D: Seriously, this area is littered with broken tile debris too. This may cause the floor to collapse or leak, I don’t know!

Celesomething-san's Room Check (This is how Monokuma refers to Celeste)

The dark interior gives off a sense of immorality and makes me super thrilled! Since all students received a private room, it would be pointless to not enjoy it this much.

Checkpoints: A: The dresses on the mannequin torsos are changes of clothes. The short-sleeved frilled one and the bustier style look good together, don’t you think?

B: Umm... is Celesomething-san planning to sleep here forever? Of course, I have no intention of interfering with personal hobbies and preferences.

C: Oh my! A goth lolita costume’s cat! It is cute, but you can’t compete with me, who is both cute and a little mean.

D: The desk is full of makeup supplies. The brush size and type, how to use different sprays, these are things boys don’t understand.

Enoshima-san's (Mukuro’s) Room Check

Ah, what a shame! Enoshima-san is a charismatic high school girl! Even if you aren’t interested, just play a character! Seriously, what a shame!

Checkpoints: A: Oops, I forgot to bring pink sheets for this girls’ room. She doesn’t seem to mind though.

B: Everyone is treated equally, so the windows in Enoshima-san’s room are completely blocked off too. I hope you enjoy your killing game school life to the fullest.

C: Saying you can’t sleep if you change your pillow is what a coward who is completely immersed in a comfortable life would say. You have to live in the environment you’re given. Note: "I can't sleep when the pillow changes" just means that you can't do something if it's not to your liking. It's not usually a metaphor but here it is used like one, while also being literal.

D: You guys all agreed to meet in the dining hall, but it’s okay if you seclude yourself here and eat, you know? Eating alone isn’t that bad, right?

[thatwasntverycashmoneyofme]

𝗉𝗈𝗍𝗍𝗒 𝗆𝗈𝗎𝗍𝗁

❥𝗌𝗇𝗂𝗉𝗉𝖾𝗍 : 𝗌𝗁𝗈𝗍𝖺 𝖻𝖾𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗌𝗁𝗈𝖼𝗄𝖾𝖽 𝖻𝗒 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝖼𝗁𝗂𝗅𝖽’𝗌 𝗅𝖺𝗇𝗀𝗎𝖺𝗀𝖾 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗇 𝗁𝖾 𝗋𝖾𝗆𝖾𝗆𝖻𝖾𝗋𝗌 𝗐𝗁𝗈 𝖻𝗂𝗋𝗍𝗁𝖾𝖽 𝗁𝖾𝗋.

{ 𝗐𝖺𝗋𝗇𝗂𝗇𝗀𝗌 — 𝖻𝗅𝖺𝖼𝗄 𝖼𝗈𝖽𝖾𝖽 𝖿𝖾𝗆𝖺𝗅𝖾 𝗋𝖾𝖺𝖽𝖾𝗋, 𝖿𝗅𝗎𝖿𝖿, 𝖾𝗌𝗍𝖺𝖻𝗅𝗂𝗌𝗁𝖾𝖽 𝗆𝖺𝗋𝗋𝗂𝖺𝗀𝖾, 𝗆𝗈𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗋 𝗋𝖾𝖺𝖽𝖾𝗋, 𝖼𝗎𝗋𝗌𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝖻𝖺𝖻𝗒. }

he’s not really surprised that she said it, cuz you say it all the time, calling him a "dumbass/hoe ass nigga" or telling him "nigga shut the fuck up." and aizawa teaching black students (mina and deku) and having a few black coworkers (mirko, rock lock and orca) he hears it all the time himself.

but he’s downright flabbergasted when and how she says it right to his face at that; after you told her to go get her father to come here and yk how kids be, adding extra words nobody told them to say. so your kid stands in front of him with a mischievous smile on her face and glint in her dark brown eyes as she says "mommy said to tell you ‘nigga bring your light bright ass down to the kitchen fo’ you don’t get no damn dinner’ so are you coming daddy?”

and he pauses for a moment having your black mother mannerisms come out of him. “d/n? whatchu just say to me?” she pales a bit “no daddy! that’s what mommy said.” he calls for you yelling your name. "aye y/n cmere!" you shout a "what!" from your place in the kitchen and he repeats himself. the sound of your slippers hitting the tile as you approach your shared bedroom, the anger in your steps ever so evident, belly protruding cause of your second child as you grumble loudly all the way to the door.

"nigga what? i told d/n to come get’chu for a reason na' my damn feet hurt ‘n all I wanted t’ do was cook." you look at him with an attitude hand resting on your wide hip as you leaned on the doorway. "whatchu want shota?" you take in the situation, your husband sitting on the bed a displeased expression on his face and your baby girl got tears welling up in her big brown eyes as she fiddle with her fingers.

"why my baby bout t’ cry?" you walk further into the room standing beside your daughter and in front of aizawa with your arms folded, he rubs on your belly looking up at your frustrated eyes. "’m sorry mama." he kissed your belly. "making you walk all the way back here but what did you tell her to tell me?" you suck your teeth when he kisses your belly again 'ain’t this just what i said earlier??'

sighing out your frustration you continued. "i told her to tell you ‘bring your light bright ass down fore you don’t eat dinner.’ got me walking all up ‘n down this damn house when you know how fat yo’ damn babies are." he rubs you again "’m sorry.. again it’s just your daughter cursing me out." you snicker before he looks at you with dead eyes.

"oh you was forreal? what did she say?" shota and you both look at your five year old her tears still threatening to fall. "tell your mama what you said." she whimpers while repeating what she told her father earlier, it’s a moment or two of silence before you burst out laughing. "fuck i gotta pee ima pee on myself."

you waddled to the bathroom giggling as shota rolled his eyes this is not the right outcome you came out the bathroom wiping the excess water on the cami as tears filled your ducts "’m sorry baby it’s just that shit was too funny." you sat on the bed next to him as you picked up d/n placing her on shota’s lap. "you’re supposed to tell her that she shouldn’t be saying those words at her young age."

you pat his face leaning forward to kiss your daughter on both her chubby cheeks fixing around her bonnet. "those aren’t even the extra bad ones.." you caress her cheek with your thumb. "you know not to say those words to your teachers and the grownups outside the house right? unless they need to hear it.." shota nudges your shoulder and you exclaimed playfully. "what sho i don’t think it’s that serious i think it’s quite hilarious in fact."

he shakes his head from side to side kissing the top of your daughters’ cap "just don’t get used to saying words like that ya’ hear me d/n." she nods her head and y’all stay there for a minute or two loving up on her before you you spoke interrupting the silence. "so baby girl.. say another curse word." "y/n!" you cackle at shota’s face getting ready to get up.

"i’m just kidding.. alright let’s go i wasn’t slavin’ over that hot ass stove for nothin." your daughter jumped off shota’s lap running towards the kitchen. aizawa gets up grabbing you by your hand, pulling you towards him minding your belly, your arms wrap around his shoulders stroking the hairs on the back of his neck as he slaps your ass then grabs it. "she gets it from you ya’ know. you need to stop cursing."

you hum pulling him down kissing him tenderly before pulling away, dragging your hands from his shoulders to pat his chest as you look deeply into his eyes. "i ain’t gotta do a fuck thing.. pretty ass nigga." you peck his lips before waddling away.

you turn your head, sticking your tongue and middle finger out at him before crossing the doorway, your husband shook his head know something like that was coming his way as soon as he said those words. 'these girls are finna be the death of me i hope this next girl isn’t so troublesome.'

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Bambisitter Mia's Daycare: Blue Sweater Blues

*On a sunny morning, Bambisitter Mia is out on the porch of the daycare, watching the kids playing out in the backyard together.*

B. Mia: *Humming.* It's always a nice opportunity to come outside when it's a sunny day.

*Meanwhile, Baby Bambi, D. Dave, Badai and Expunged are out in the backyard, playing with a ball.*

Baby Expunged: Ah will score, ah will score!

Baby D. Dave: No, come on, pass chu me!

Baby Expunged: Alwight! *Baby Expunged tries to pass the ball to Baby D. Dave, but ends up kicking it too hard, sending the ball over the fence.*

Baby Bambi: Ohh no... Come on, Expunged, ah told you not chu kick sho hard!

Baby Expunged: Awww... Don't worry, ah will go get it! *Baby Expunged walks away and goes over to Bambisitter Mia.* Mia, Mia!

B. Mia: Hm? Oh, what is it, Expunged, you needed something?

Baby Expunged: Yeah! Ow ball went ovah da fence, can ah go next doh chu get it back?

B. Mia: Hm, of course... Just be careful!

Baby Expunged: Don't worry! I will! *He then runs back and uses some paint cans as a staircase of sorts to climb over the fence and to the next door neighbor's backyard. There, he ends up finding the ball.* Ah, there it ish... *He attempts to walk up to it, when suddenly...*

Mr. Gonzales: Hey, you! The heck are you think you're- *He walks up, noticing the ball and how it landed between his flowers.*

Baby Expunged: Oh, heheh... Sowwy...

Mr. Gonzales: ...Sorry? DO YOU KNOW HOW LONG IT TOOK ME TO GROW MY DAISIES? And you're telling me you're SORRY?

Baby Expunged: ...I-I said I'm sowwy! Jush let me take mah ball and ah will-

Mr. Gonzales: Oh, yeah, this thing? *He picks up the ball.* So you can go ahead and smash everything else I have? Isn't hammering in my eardrums with your constant yelling, crying, laughing and shouting ENOUGH?

Baby Expunged: Hey, wait! That ball is mine!

Mr. Gonzales: No, it's not! I'm repossessing it until you little shin-nibblers learn how to behave! Now get out of my yard! Gate's THAT way.

*Baby Expunged ends up walking out the gate and back next door to the daycare, looking pretty sad.*

*As he walks back to the backyard, Bambisitter Mia sees him.*

B. Mia: Oh, hey Expunged! Did you get the ball back yet?

*Baby Expunged passes by without saying a word. Bambisitter Mia ends up noticing him being sad.*

B. Mia: Aw, what's wrong?

Baby D. Dave: Hey, Ecpunch! You got da ball?

Baby Expunged: *Sob* No... Da bad man next doh yelled at me for ruining his flowahs...

B. Mia: Mr. Gonzales?

Baby Expunged: And then... *Sob* And then he took mah ball and threw me out...

Baby D. Dave: Sho... We aren't getting ow ball back?

Baby Badai: Evah...?

Baby Bambi: Aw... *The three of them frown as well...*

B. Mia: Don't worry, I'll get you boys the ball back. I promise.

Baby Expunged: Tank you, Mia...

*Later, B. Mia is knocking on the gate to Mr. Gonzales' garden. He walks up to the gate to open it, only to groan in annoyance when he notices that it's B. Mia.*

B. Mia: Hello? Mr. Gonzales?

Mr. Gonzales: Ugh... *He opens the gate.* What do you want this time?

B. Mia: Well, I just wanted to talk... May I come in?

Mr. Gonzales: ...Fine, but you better stay away from my daisies.

*B. Mia walks down into the garden, noticing the huge amount of flowers Mr. Gonzales has growing...*

B. Mia: Wow... Your... Your garden's amazing!

Mr. Gonzales: Yes, yes, I know... But it won't be if you keep letting those little parasites run amuck wherever they want!

B. Mia: Yeah, I wanted to just... Talk about that... You see, Expunged told me that you yelled at him and took his ball without letting him say sorry...

Mr. Gonzales: Oh, give me a break. You seriously think saying "sorry" is going to cut it? Do you have any idea how much work these things take to grow?!

B. Mia: ...Okay, but listen, I don't think your-

Mr. Gonzales: Ohhh, I know what you're about to say. "Your methods are too cruel"! Listen, your kids are whiny... *He grabs a nearby water hose.* Spoiled... *He uses the hose to water his nearby forget-me-nots.* Undisciplined... *He puts the hose down briefly, grabbing onto a nearby weed and tearing it out of the ground.* CARELESS little BRATS! What they need isn't more gifts and reassurance. What they need is forty hits on their back-quarters, and maybe then, they'll start functioning properly!

B. Mia: *Gasp* How could you even say that?!

Mr. Gonzales: ...I said it because it's TRUE. You remember that time when they tried to attack me with that weird remote control helicopter thing?!

B. Mia: Aw, come on, that was a year ago! And it was an accident!

Mr. Gonzales: "Oh, it was an accident!" Yeah, that's the number one excuse used by ignorant caretakers all over... Listen, Mrs. "Bambisitter", you'd best start properly caring for those little kiddos of yours, unless you want them to grow up to be locked up behind bars.

B. Mia: ...Can I at least get the ball back?

Mr. Gonzales: Oh, so that those tiny monsters can ruin my work again? No way. Now get out of my yard! *He sprays B. Mia with his water hose to make her go away.*

*B. Mia is shocked at first, but ends up going back home after a moment, mostly soaked and mildly upset.*

*Meanwhile, the kids are still back at the daycare, trying to get a peak over the fence to see what's going on.*

Baby Bambi: Can you see anyting?

Baby Badai: Ehhhh... No, not yet...

*Just then, B. Mia comes back.*

Baby D. Dave: Miaaa! Did chu get ow ball back?

B. Mia: I mean... Not yet, anyway... But I know what we can do to get it back.

Baby Expunged: Ooh, don't worry, ah have an idea too! *He grabs a random stick from the ground.* Ah will just get in da bad man's house and get ow ball back whethah he likes it oh not!

B. Mia: Hm, I don't think that's a very good idea... I feel like that's just going to make our issue worse. Remember, we shouldn't answer bad with bad. I'd say we should try to do something nice for him and try to make friends.

Baby D. Dave: Come on, do ah need chu remind you dat he stawted da whole pwoblem? If he jush let Ecpunch take da ball, none of thish would have happened!

B. Mia: No, really, trust me. I'm sure this will work.

*Jump cut to the daycare's kitchen, where B. Mia and the boys are preparing cupcakes...*

Baby D. Dave: How chu know this will work?

B. Mia: Oh, I know... After all, I've already been through a situation like this before... Remember that helicopter?

Baby Expunged: Awww, come ON! Dat was a year ago!

B. Mia: *She giggles lightly.* I know, I know... *She takes the tray of cupcakes out of the oven.* Alll-right. These should help in ending this argument...

*Later, B. Mia knocks on the front door to Mr. Gonzales' house, with her kids by her side.*

Mr. Gonzales: *Opens the door.* What is it this time...?

B. Mia: Hi again! We just wanted to apologize for what happened a bit ago... I hope this is good enough for you.

*Mr. Gonzales looks down at the cupcakes, which spell out "BE OUR PAL".*

Mr. Gonzales: Hm. Normally I don't take Girl Scout Cookies or other stuff from conniving kiddies like you... But whatever, I'll give you the chance. Come on in.

B. Mia: Ah, thank you! *She steps inside, followed by the four boys.*

Mr. Gonzales: *He leads them into his living room.* There ya go. Take a seat, I guess...

B. Mia: Hm, alright... *B. Mia sits down in a nearby chair.*

Baby Expunged: Alwight, tamk you... *He sits down on the big comfy couch, followed by Bambi and Badai.*

Mr. Gonzales: Yeah, yeah, just don't get your hopes up... I'm still keeping my eye on you. Look, it's best if you just follow my house rules.

B. Mia: Oh, don't worry, we have rules back home too...

Baby Expunged: Yeah! Wike not staying up past 9!

Mr. Gonzales: ...Okay, but listen, here's my rules: Don't touch anything, don't LOOK at anything, don't go anywhere, don't stand up... And don't mess ANYTHING up. EVERYTHING in here is worth a LOT to me. And more importantly, don't go snooping around my cupboards!

Baby Badai: But ah thought da gaden was da most impotant chu you...

Mr. Gonzales: Okay, listen, this whole HOUSE is important to me, garden included. How would YOU feel if I randomly came into your house and started breaking everything?

*Baby Expunged raises his hand to ask a question.*

Mr. Gonzales: Hm. What, what is it this time?

Baby Expunged: Ah need chu go pee, where's da bathwoom?

Mr. Gonzales: Hmmph... Alright, I'll go lead you there, come here... *He takes Baby Expunged's hand and leads him out of the room.*

B. Mia: ...Wow. Maybe that guy isn't so horrible after all...

Baby D. Dave: Ah dun twust him... Ah bet he wants chu lock Ecpunched up in dat shed he has!

B. Mia: Awww, come on, Dave... You should know that to become friends with that guy, we need to trust him.

Baby D. Dave: ...Fine, ah will twust him... Buh first, ah need chu go check. *He quickly leaves the room.*

B. Mia: Ohh boy...

*A minute later, Mr. Gonzales comes back with Baby Expunged.*

Mr. Gonzales: Alright, I'm back... Wait a minute, weren't there, like...?

Baby Expunged: Hm? Wuh happened?

Mr. Gonzales: Where did that fourth kid go?

B. Mia: Well, he thought you were going to hurt his friend, so he wanted to go check on you...

Mr. Gonzales: Hmmmhh... What did I tell you about not going anywhere...?! *He turns around to go get Baby D. Dave, who turns out to already be in the doorway.*

Baby D. Dave: Guys, guys, look what ah found! *He holds up a small plush froggy he found.* Ah didn't know you like Jumping Jack chu!

Mr. Gonzales: ...Hey! What did I tell you about not touching anything?! *He quickly walks over and takes the Jumping Jack plush back.*

Baby D. Dave: Awwww...

Mr. Gonzales: Listen, I told you little pests not to touch anything here for a REASON! Do you have any idea how much a lot of this stuff means to me?

Baby Expunged: ...Mah ball meant a lot chu me chu...

Mr. Gonzales: ...Hmmph... Listen, I just really don't like losing what I really like... *He sits down in his big purple recliner.* It's kind of a long story, really...

Baby D. Dave: Ooooh... He has a stowy chu tell!

Mr. Gonzales: ...Wait, what? No, I-

Baby Badai: Dun be silly! Mia always sits down in HER favowite chair when she wants chu tell us a story! *The four boys gather around, sitting around on the carpet in front of Mr. Gonzales and his recliner.*

B. Mia: *She giggles.* Go ahead then, get talking...

Mr. Gonzales: ...Okay, fine... Back when I was around your age, I always had a problem with people taking my stuff against my will...

*Flashback sequence starts.*

Mr. Gonzales (Narrating): Whether it was the other schoolboys stealing from me, or my parents taking away my toys because they thought I was too old for them, I always seemed to be losing something or the other just about every day.

*Two schoolboys approach a much younger Mr. Gonzales (who's holding his Jumping Jack plush).*

Schoolboy 1: Hey, Gonzo, nice sweater, where's your momma? Who's gonna be wiping your nose?

Schoolboy 2: No, he's just gonna go around all snotty-faced!

Young Gonzo: Hmmph... *He turns around, hugging onto his Jumping Jack plush lightly.*

Schoolboy 2: Hey, is that Jumping Jack? *Giggles.* What are you, four?

Young Gonzo: Hmph.

Schoolboy 1: Fine, don't wanna talk? Maybe this'll help! *He snatches the Jumping Jack plush, holding it up.*

Young Gonzo: Hey! *He tries to get his beloved plush back, only for it to be just out of his reach.*

Schoolboy 1: Fine, you want it back? Catch it! *He tosses the plush over to Schoolboy 2.*

Schoolboy 2: Wow, they don't call him JUMPING Jack for nothing? *The two of them laugh as Young Gonzo continues trying to get his plush back.*

Mr. Gonzales (Narrating): ...And that was only ONE of those types of situations.

*The flashback sequence ends, followed by a cut back to Mr. Gonzales in his recliner.*

Mr. Gonzales: But... Now I just feel kinda bad that while trying to protect myself from the one thing I didn't like, I unintentionally BECAME that exact thing... Sorry, I guess... *He looks down, seemingly sad, before getting up from his recliner.* Oh well, I guess it was nice meeting you, I'll just go to bed and-

Baby Expunged: Wait, wait!

Mr. Gonzales: ...Hm? What is-

*The four boys hug onto Mr. Gonzales' legs.*

Baby Badai: Don't wowwy, we get it, we get it!

Mr. Gonzales: Wait, so... You're actually okay with me after ALL OF THAT? I thought my sob story would have been the end of this...

B. Mia: Aw, come on, you're this old, and yet you don't know it's okay to let your feelings out every once in a while?

Baby D. Dave: If you want, you can come ovah chu us for a playdate tommawow!

*Mr. Gonzales looks down at Baby D. Dave, as a small smile finally appears on his face.*

Mr. Gonzales: Tch, fine... I can even bring some of my Jumping Jack toys over to your place. You think that one is cool? Buddy, you haven't seen nothing, wait until I show you some of the stuff I got from the Toy Fairs back in the 80s!

Baby D. Dave: Ooooh! Ah can't wait!

*B. Mia looks out the window, noticing how it's dark out.*

B. Mia: Oh! It's getting pretty dark out... We should probably go home. *She lifts up Baby Badai.*

Baby Expunged: Oh, yeah!

*B. Mia and the boys are just about to leave, when...*

Mr. Gonzales: Wait, wait!

*Baby Expunged looks back in curiosity.*

Mr. Gonzales: Think fast. *He playfully tosses the ball back to it's rightful owner.*

Baby Expunged: *Gasp!* Yay! Tank you!

Mr. Gonzales: Heh... You're welcome, I guess... Bye then. *He closes the door behind B. Mia and the boys.*

Baby D. Dave: ...You know, dat guy was not dat bad aftah all!

B. Mia: Well, you know, boys... Sometimes, a little bad can hold a lot of good.

*They then head back off to the daycare, ending the episode.*

Credits:

@friendlyfox34 - The original Bambisitter Mia's Daycare.

The guys behind Dave and Bambi - The original characters.

And, obviously, me - For writing this.

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Hello! I would like to ask for a mha match-up. So I'm a 27 year old pansexual (prefer male with big titties 😏) female. I have black straight long hair which gets tangled or get in my way easily (like aizawa), so i always tie my hair into a ponytail or half up half down. My body type is very simple, decent slim. Fun fact about me, i can eat alot and not gain any weight. I don't have that many friends, nor count them as (I guess ._.), not because im a loner or something, but because i never really have the time or energy to. Im an artist, i started drawing when im still a small child, so i guess i draw pretty good :). I like horror movies and stuff, but as a coward, i cant sleep after watching a horror movie, even when its not really scary. I like pop music, but it has like a seductive vibe to it, like doja cat "wine pon you" or something. I guess im not an awkward person and am at the same time, like I can start a conversation ONLY if there's something interesting going on and I have a topic to talk about. Like, when I see a BUG 🐛, I'll think of that one time in elementary school where a bug followed me TWICE (present mic will be TRAUMATISED). But if u know me... get your ears ready (sometimes, i dont really talk at hom), because as soon i have something to talk about, im coming after u faster than iida in his full speed. Anyways 💁‍♀️, im a very confused person, like u tell me to mop the table, i'll be like "which cloth??" 🤨 (because im stupid 😞😞) and u usually have to repeat ur words because i cant hear SHIT BECAUSE OF MY SMALL EARS >:((. Anyways.. i dress randomly at home dress presentable going outside, like a clean shirt with mall pants (aka the only jeans i wear). I have a habit to be very arrogant towards my siblings (two very LAZY chickens), like "im mom's favourite child" or "i did (this) today, what about you? Fart and burp??", like I'm just telling the truth right?.. right?? (I like attention :,D). Anyways, I unconsciously zone out and daydream about my one and only.. SHO-CHAN!~ (aka aizawa >//<), because I don't simp for other characters (expect for Present Mic, bakugou and ME (i self love a lot baby, u should too)). I have a bad habit to constantly cut the side of my nails, like I try to cut REALLY DEEP, idk why but I like the pain ig?? ANDD i have a bad habit to keep saying the word SHIT. I think that's all, hope u find my match soon and I hope its AIZAWA-CHAN!!~~ (I sound and feel like miss joke lmao, also thanks for answering my question ♡)

Well... *Cough*. I would like to say Aizawa and I mean, he can suit you, you ain't wrong but I immediately thought of someone else 🙈

I ship you with FatGum!

- I think, he is such a supportive man! Loving all your jokes, intently listens to you rambling about bugs and explaning things as clearly as he can so you do not get confused.

- I can totally see him writing you little post-it notes around your home to remind you of things, like "Please drink some water, sweetheart."

- He would watch horror movies with you, just that you can watch them and sleep afterwards because he it is at your side. He does not like them a lot but hey, it is for you.

- He will show your drawing proudly off. Like to Kirishima and Tetsutetsu, maybe even some of the pro heros. He just loves your drawing and pins some of his favorites on his walls at home.

- He would totally love those dinner dates with you where you both try to outeat the other person. The people around you will be in shock, but you two will enjoy yourselves!

When you daydream, he will stop talking, watching you softly for a second and then let you snap out of it. But he lets you take your time, so you do not feel about it. He will go on with his day until you are ready to go again. He is just absolutely chill and has no problem with it whatsoever.

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I posted 684 times in 2022

That's 26 more posts than 2021!

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I tagged 381 of my posts in 2022

Only 44% of my posts had no tags

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#it just reminds me of those certain jojo stands that have complexity in how they work where stuff gotta be the right order to activate

My Top Posts in 2022:

#5

There's a video of Crewel and Jade's VA at the Twst Exhibit

I took a few screenshots of when they zoom in the rough designs because I wanna see it

Them Beta Designs are something. Malleus but the word Warden from Housewarden was too emphasized. Lilia but Ourple and shorter hair. I guess the purple was to match Maleficent"'s cape

See the full post

109 notes - Posted March 16, 2022

#4

Leona in Sho's fit

Also

That one part in Episode 3

Reece : Okay Grim, like we practiced

See the full post

128 notes - Posted June 27, 2022

#3

Hi, I was looking at your DreamSMP x Twisted Wonderland crossover and?? It’s amazing, I love your ideas.

I really like your Ghostbur one though, like wofnwndiend ALL OF THE POSSIBILITIES??

You got people bluescreening/spitting out tea whenever Ghostbur happily mentions that he died to his dad. Or like how unnaturally positive he is.

Ghostbur: Wow! This is quite hectic!

Ace, literally getting chased by OB! Riddle: Ghostbur, WERE ABOUT TO DIE!

Ghostbur: Don’t worry, this won’t be as bad as getting stabbed with a sword by your dad! :D

Deuce: whAT?

Or like giving blue to the Overblots to stop them from feeling sad.

Thank you so much!

And yes GhostburYuu is a very naive optimist and oftentimes in denial. I agree, the many possible ideas from this character or a Yuu/MC from the Dream SMP in a world that isn't the Dream SMP

*Overblot happens*

GhostburYuu : This is fine : )

Overblots be confused as having a hand full of blue given to them that they just paused for a while lol

After hearing "Ghostbur happily mentions that he died to his dad". Lilia immediately goes to Silver and hug him, telling him how much he loves his son dearly which Silver gets confused as to why he's feeling like this but hugs back his old man

157 notes - Posted January 23, 2022

#2

Twistober Day 6 : Vargas Camp

I like this scene because it was like a look back on how the story started off, more so focusing on the braincell squad.

185 notes - Posted October 9, 2022

My #1 post of 2022

Twistober Day 3 : Octavinelle

I'm not taking it that seriously lmao

240 notes - Posted October 3, 2022

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kinktober day 24- hunter/prey

remus lupin x fem!reader. kiiiinda cnc vibes maybe? but i didnt intend it to be cnc. hunter/prey kink, slight fear kink, chasing, primal play, heavy d/s, degradation, threats of punishments/leadup to punishment, brat tamer/brat. Safeword is in place!

You’d known teasing Remus would end in a punishment for you. You’d known this the whole time it took you to change into your prettiest set of lingerie, prop up your phone camera, lay out on the mattress, and take an erotic set of photos of yourself, a hand between your spread thighs. You’d known when you’d picked the most enticing one of the bunch, when you’d attached it in a text to Remus, and when you’d hit send. You’d really known when after fifteen long seconds of a pulsing ellipses a message reading “I’ll be home in ten minutes.” popped up on your screen.

What you hadn’t known is just how angry Remus would be. You were waiting by the door for him, still wearing the lingerie, with a coy smirk on your face. But when the doorknob rattled and the door flew open and the tall, imposing form of your boyfriend stepped inside, your heart skipped a beat. You weren’t expecting to see his jaw set quite so firmly, his nostrils flared with anger, a cold yet burning fury in his eyes.

You were so caught off guard that as Remus set down his keys, his other hand in a fist, curling and uncurling at his side, you turned tail.

You hear a low, terrifying growl of “little brat” from behind you as your feet make you fly down the hall. Remus’s heavy, dress-shoed footsteps follow right behind, making your blood run cold.

“Get back here!” His voice is raised, and you can hear that despite his long legged strides you’ve made up some distance between you. The realization spurs you on.

You pass through a door and manage to throw it closed behind you without losing any time, and you sprint up the stairs, triumphing when you hear Remus’s frustrated growl as he’s forced to fumble with the knob.

By the time Remus gets the door open and makes his way upstairs you’ve ducked into the spare bedroom a couple doors down the hall and slipped under the large bed. The duvet hangs down over the side of the mattress, leaving only a narrow open gap above the floor.

Your heart pounds in your chest as you hear the tap of his shoes against the hardwood floor. He’s stalking around slowly now, checking for you inside the rooms you passed by.

“Come on out, Y/n. You know what you did, and ‘m not gonna let you get away with it. Might as well come face it now, hm? I’m only gonna get angrier.” You hear him calling out as he searches, voice eerily cold and calm, something you know is a bad sign. Despite the truth of his words your nerves keep you from revealing yourself, and you stay pressed to the floor under the bed, peeking out at the floor of the hallway.

Your breath hitches when his feet come into view, only able to see his shoes and the bottoms of his slacks from your place beneath the bed. You hold your breath as he walks into the room you’re in, turning to open the wardrobe and check inside.

“Where are you, you little slut?” He growls, closing the door when he finds the wardrobe empty and pacing over to the bed, his feet inches from your face. You let out a soft gasp when he pauses and crouches down, making him chuckle lowly.

“Is bunny hiding under the bed?” He coos mockingly, his voice that which you can picture the predatory grin on his face. “Isn’t that adorable. Well, it’s time to come out, little girl. If you do I’ll take it easy on ya. I may even decide against the belt.”

“No, please,” you whimper out, the words almost a whisper. Remus clicks his tongue.

“No? You don’t want the belt? Well come on out, then.” His voice is somewhere near a coo- though it’s still dark and taunting- and part of you wants nothing more than to give in. But you’ve come too far, and fearful anticipation grips too strongly at your heart for you to willingly crawl out to your own doom.

“No.” You whimper out again, slinking backwards when you see Remus’s hand reach out to pull up the duvet.

“Y/n.” More and more irritation is bleeding into his tone. He peers under the bed, his angry expression making blood pound in your ears.

“No!” You cry out, turning around and making to army crawl the width of the king-sized bed, hoping to press against the wall as far from Remus as you can. You yelp when you feel long fingers curl around your ankle in a firm, bruising grip.

You nearly scream as Remus yanks you back, easily dragging your form out from under the bed as you helplessly scramble against the floor in an attempt to get away.

Your struggle proves useless, as in an instant Remus as you out on the floor below him. He lets go of your ankle in favor of grabbing your wrists, easily manhandling them behind your back and holding them down with one hand. He pins you to the floor like this, your heart thrumming in your chest against the hard wood below you, and he leans down to growl in your ear.

“Was it worth the fight, bunny?” You shiver at his low, dangerous tone, his warm breath fanning over your skin. You squirm, but his tight hold doesn’t let up- he has you at his mercy beneath him, cornered like prey. “Cause all your little game of chase did was piss me off.”

[animeomegas]

which bnha or naruto omegas would say something that they regret in an argument with their alpha? and how would they act after saying it? perhaps they had a bad day and the alpha did something that normally wouldn't bother the boys, but this time it did so they started an argument because of that, and their alpha doesn't know what the hell it's happening ʕ·ᴥ·ʔ

Hey, hey! I think everyone is capable of saying something they regret when under stressful circumstances. So, I'm going to randomise three boys <3

1. Todoroki -

Todoroki isn't someone who is prone to snapping or saying something he doesn't mean on a regular basis. Unless you try and get involved in his family situation in a way he doesn't like.

If Todoroki was stressed and you started to nag him about his father or his mother of his siblings, or whatever, Todoroki may very well snap that you should, "mind you own business." at the very least.

He will probably just leave the situation and ignore you, going into the bedroom.

Shouto probably won't apologise first in a situation like this, even after he's calmed down, because he doesn't want to make the situation worse. But if his alpha comes in to apologise or bring him dinner or something, Shouto will apologise too and suggest they watch a film or have sex to make up.

(Yes, he is often that blunt about sex when he's deep enough into a relationship lmao)

"Hey, Sho," you whispered, creeping into the bedroom where he'd hidden himself away, a bowl of cold soba cradled in you hand. "I'm sorry for pushing things, I shouldn't have done that. I brought you some food."

Shouto took the bowl and sighed.

"It's my fault, my father has been more overbearing than normal recently, and I didn't want to talk about it, but it wasn't your fault."

You smiled, and shuffled closer to him, glad that you hadn't upset him too much.

"Should we have make up sex now?" Shouto suddenly asked in between bites of cold soba. "Because I would like to finish eating first, but Kirishima said in the group chat that make up sex is the best thing to do after disagreements."

"Sho, what have I told you about taking relationship advice from your old classmates on the group chat?"

2. Midoriya -

It is very uncommon for Izuku to snap anything particularly heinous, but if he's stressed enough he will.

I could see him snapping if he feels like he's being pulled in too many directions at once. For example, maybe he's working on taking down a huge crime organisation at work, and his mother is unwell so he's dropping off some soup for her, and one of his friends is going through a rough time and he needs to be there to support them, and so when his alpha makes a comment about how he hasn't been around recently (whether they meant it to be snappy or genuine it doesn't matter), Izuku's patience just breaks.

I think that Izuku definitely feels a lot pf pressure to be perfect. The perfect friend, the perfect son, the perfect hero, the perfect mate. But when he reaches the end of his tether, he breaks down when he feels the safest, aka with his mate, and he sometimes takes it out on them.

Most of the time, Izuku freezes after the words come out, regretting them immediately. He'll normally apologises and beg for forgiveness straight away. He almost definitely cries because he was so stressed to begin with. He will hesitantly reach out to his alpha if they don't seem too mad, and apologise.

If his alpha stormed out or shouted back at him, Izuku would probably go and see a friend of his (probably Todoroki) where he would wind himself up thinking that his alpha was going to leave him, and Todoroki would be like 'just talk to them tho', and Izuku is like, 'you're right!' and then runs home and begs for forgiveness and cuddles.

"Alpha, please!" Izuku burst back into the house a couple of hours after he'd left, tears still streaming down his face. "I'm sorry, I shouldn't have shouted, I was just stressed but that isn't an excuse."

You jumped at the sudden bang of the door hitting the wall.

"Izuku-"

"I'm sorry!" he wailed. "Please don't leave me!"

"Izuku enough," you ordered gently. He hiccupped on a sob and you dragged him into a hug. "Take a deep breath, my love."

"I'm sorry," he whimpered, nuzzling into your shoulder.

"I know, I'm sorry too, my omega. Let's just forget about it, I think we could both do with some cuddles."

3. Neji -

Neji has this thing that he sometimes does where he assumes that his alpha is on the same page as him without actually communicating, or communicating through some bizarre manner. For example, he'll wear a particular thing and expect his alpha to understand things from that. If Neji gets dressed into comfier clothes , and then his alpha says, 'do you want to go to the market?', Neji can get irritated because they should know that he didn't plan on leaving the house today, so why would they try and make him?

So, if Neji's already in a bad mood, he might snap about this, and his alpha will genuinely be so confused, like, just say no if you don't want to go to the market???

Neji will stew in silence for a bit, before he gets fed up and makes food for his alpha to apologise. He will apologise with words if his alpha apologises, but Neji will prefer to make his apology through actions rather than words.

"Dinner is ready," Neji's voice suddenly came from behind you making you jump. He'd been ignoring you for a couple of hours after you didn't pick up on one of his hints.

"I didn't know you were making dinner..." you said hesitantly.

Neji only nodded towards the dining room to get you to follow him.

As you walked in, you couldn't stop a little gasp from escaping. The table was covered in an elaborate spread of food. Rice, miso soup, grilled mackerel, tempura-

"There is some dessert in the fridge as well," Neji interrupted your marvelling.

"This looks amazing, Neji," you breathed. "This must have taken ages."

He was apologising to you. Neji could sometimes be difficult, but he was so sweet underneath. You took his hand in yours and pressed a kiss to his knuckles, delighting in the little blush on his face.

"Thank you for the food." I forgive you.

"I hope you like it." Thank you, I love you.

[ywpd-translations]

Ride 677: Summer's Kumotarou 2

Pag 2

2: What do we do now, idiot Hotshot!!

D…. don't ask me

3: Onoda-kun is completely depressed!!

And why are you complaining to me!!

4: 'cause you let Makishima-san leave first!!

I didn't!!

I was just called here to thank him!!

Okay but still!! You're Hotshot!!

Ha!?

5: Then what do we do now....

Look at Onoda-kun....

That face....

Pag 3

1: It's so.... that's not the face of the man who just reached the goal of winning the Inter High for the second time in a row....

Pag 4

2: Maki.....

3: Makishima-san.....

4: You were so close to me, and yet

I ran right next to you, and yet

Pag 5

1: His limbs are so thin and weirdly long!!

2: That's the coolest thing, sho

4: You have to break through, sho!

5: Just 3 minutes!!

You did well, Sakamichi!!

7: I'm going on Minegayama now, wanna come with?

8: Aren't bikes fun!?

Yes!!

Pag 6

1: I leave our Sohoku to you, Sakamichi

2: Makishima-san.....

Pag 7

1: So, overcome it

become stronger

2: Makishima-san's words are in my heart

I worked hard, and I thought I could finally

3: Report to him, but....

4: Right, are you calling him?

At least hearing his voice....

No.... I'm calling but there's no service

5: He's already out of range

There's no service here!! We're on the top of a mountain!!

Dammit!!

6: It's your phone's fault!!

It's the radio waves!!

7: Winning two consecutive championships it's so amazing that most thing get swept under the rag, but.....

8: Can't be helped, Kinjou-san said it

Onoda is different from other people. For Onoda, what's importnat isnt “victory”....

Pag 8

1: It's the “connection”....

Pag 9

3: Is Karuizawa station okay?

4: Well, from here on there's no service on the mountain road, so according to the navigator I think we should be on time

If you get on the Shinkansen at 17:30, you'll get to the airport on time

6: Tadokoro is talking to you, Makishima

7: Huh!?

Ah, sorry

What is it, sho, Kinjou

Pag 10

1: Not me, it was Tadokoro

He said that if you take the train at Karuizawa station at 17:30, you'll get to the airport on time

2: Ahh, right

That should be just on time to get on my flight, sho, I even have few luggage

You can drop me off at that station....

3: That's enough, sho

5: You say it's enough, but it's not enough at all!!

6: Huh?

Pag 11

3: Huh? He stopp.....

4: How many years have we known each other, Makishima!?

6: Are you leaving your feelings behind!? At the Inter High's finish line!!

Pag 12

1: Let's make a U-turn and go back

Makishima!!

3: No.....

5: Wait-

Pag 13

1: Wait, sho!!

4: I only “came to Japane to see the Inter High”

5: I booked my return flight

I'm helping my brother there, and I have university too

6: I met Onoda during this time, and I even called out to him

I couldn't meet him at the edn, but even that.... that's fate, sho

7: That's what life is like

Even though I feel bad since he sent me so many letters

Pag 14

1: So, it's enough, sho

Let's go to the station

2: I told you it's not enough!!

How many flights to England a day are there!? You can delay of one or two flights, can't you!?

3: It's decided, sho.....

When I get home.... I have work to do

4: After this, you can even take supplementary lessons!!

You'll leave your feelings here in Japan and go back!?

5: I have no regrets, sho!!

Pag 15

6: This is....

Pag 16

1: Huuh.... Onoda gave me one of these some time ago

“Something something”, was it.... incredible, you can even find them in this part of the world

It's Kumotarou

2: Well

I'll tell him next time I see him, sho

6: Should I buy it?

Pag 17

1: I missed the chance to give him this, sho

Let's go back right now, Makishima!!

2: No it's okay, sho. I'll just send it to him by mail

You sending a letter? You'll never do that

Ehi!!

3: Let's go back!!

No, stop, Tadokorocchi, sho!!

You have a lot of things to tell Onoda!!

4: I can just tell him next time we meet, sho!! I'll tell him for sure!!

5: Going back is so uncool....

Makishima!!

Huh!?

6: Onoda gave everything he had today

And he did it

Pag 18

1: You can only meet this Onoda today

3: Gaha!!

Pag 19

1: Thank you so much for attending today. Be careful when going back home

The temporary free bus to go down the mountain is-

4: Let's go, Onoda-kun

Come on, get on

5: Yes

7: Huh?

[psicotropicwanderlust]

THANK YOU FOR THE FOOD

Pairing: Shoto Todoroki x Fem!reader

Rating: R/18+

Word count: 2892 K

Notes: This was supposed to be up on Tuesday but I didn’t finish it on time... But here it is! it took me a week and a half to finish it and had this idea for a year or so, so, yeah lol.

The smut scene was a looot harder to write that I imagine it. I didn’t want it too short but now I think it’s too much? 🤔 Ugh idont know but anyway happy birthday to my first 2-d crush baby Shoto. Let me know what you think please.

And sorry for the bad grammar and/or redaction... english is hard

Tags/warning: aged up characters, public sex, exhibitionism, Shoto being kinky and a horny shit and ignoring the authorities.

Summary: You and your boyfriend go out to dinner for his birthday and he can’t help but make a scene.

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You can see the soaring dark blue sky ceilings stood above you, shining diamonds falling from the most gorgeous and delicate chandeliers you’ve ever seen, towering windows overlook the district outside from the ninth floor building at the restaurant you two are. You drank a sip of the delicious white wine you order earlier as you watch in awe this magnificent place.

The atmosphere feels calm, luxurious; just hearing the murmurs of the people sitting close by, the click clack of the silverware, a soft piano sounding incredibly dreamy at the back of the room and the swift pass of the staff perfectly styled and dressed in an all-black suit, dancing gracefully around the place bringing the most avant-garde and delicious food you´d ever seen.

You’d needed months in anticipation to get a reservation; being the most new and famous Italian restaurant at Musutafu. But thanks to the Pro hero status of your boyfriend Shoto Todoroki, that could get arranged easily. Or at least that’s what he told you.

But nevermind you were exited to finally try all that delicious food your friends been telling you about. All the fresh pasta made exclusively on Tokyo but with that classic Italian taste. And what better than to try this with your favorite person on a special day. His 29 birthday.

A day before he had told you to don’t make any plans the next day because he had a surprise for the two of you, to wear your favorite gown and be ready at 9 pm to go out.

You turn to look at him sipping his wine, dragging your eyes down his throat to his shoulders, his biceps bulging underneath his white full suit with navy shirt and matching tie; sometimes you really can´t believe the beauty of this man.

‘’You´re gonna make me blush, love… if you keep looking at me like that’’. Says Shoto with a little playful smile and you know that he’s not blushing at all but giving you the same look with almost the double of intensity in his bright beautiful eyes.

You roll your eyes at that.

‘’Yeah right’’ you say with a soft giggle. You know him better than that. ´´You just look really good in that suit babe… I might drag you to the bathroom to...I don’t know, kiss… among other stuff’’. You say in the most flirtatious voice you could do and biting softly at your lip.

´´You shouldn’t say stuff like that, love, we´re in public’’ he says with a blank face and serious voice, ‘’you don’t want us to make a scene… right?’’ he ask with a slight rise of his brow.

‘’I’m not doing anything Sho, can’t I admire my boyfriend in his perfect white suit?’’ you said faking annoyance, pressing your hand softly on his thigh, arching your brow.

Humming he responds ‘’ Sure you can angel, just don´t tempt me to do things that I won’t be able to control’’ he says while getting closer next to you, putting his hand on your back to sliding it slowly to your low back just before he can dip his fingers in the low cut or your dress. ‘’Besides…’’ he continues: ‘’you look like a total vision in that dress, just like a perfect goddess, can’t wait to see it on the floor’’

He then closes the space left between you two and gives a soft kiss to the spot below your right ear and you can’t help but whimper in your seat.

You are interrupted by a cough close to you, at your back; when you both turn, there’s a married couple sitting in front of each other, looking at you two like you just made the worst action of your entire life. They both look like their around their mid-sixties. They look really up tight. Like they´re doing this out of pure obligation. They had a reprobatory look on their face.

You look at Shoto, frowning your brows on confusion

‘’They should mind their own business’’ he says kind of annoyed, sipping at his glass of wine.

‘’Well maybe we are doing a scene, we´re at this five Michelin star restaurant and maybe we are being inappropriate’’ you said slow and unsure, starting to get uncomfortable, feeling the eyes of the people on you two. That makes you look around, watch the people around you for the first time, at the tables surrounding you.

A few are looking your way, whispering at each other.                                

This is something that happens all the time. Being with Shoto Todoroki always gets attention. His beauty always makes heads turn around. Everybody knows him, or knows of him. That’s what his name and being with him comes with. Dating with one of the top three pro heroes. Is something that’s not at all enjoyable sometimes.  But is something you have to tolerate in order to get a date night with you. Or at least to get a date that doesn’t involve being in pj’s eating pizza and soba and watching movies at home.

And really sometimes Shoto doesn’t know how to be in public. He gets really playful and cheeky in a way that has your cheeks turning red and your eyes pleading for him to shut up and get you to leave early wherever you are to get home as fast as you can to be tangled in bed with him..

You sight, ignoring the people and looking at your boyfriend again.

‘’Hey... Sho?’’ Comes your voice timidly. ‘’This date was your idea… and you never told me what you wanted as a gift, so… what- ‘’ you started to say, revealing him that you hadn’t planned a gift for him, when he interrupted you.

‘’Don’t worry about that love, just being here with you and spending time together is more than enough’’ he said while grabbing your hand tenderly, pretty soft smile on his face. ‘’ Besides… you can pay me later’’ he finished his sentence kissing the back of your hand sensual and slow, with his eyes low and a weird malicious looking smirk that made you pause.

‘’Your plotting something, Todoroki’’ you said suspiciously, narrowing your eyes at him.

He just shrugs his shoulders while finishing his first glass of wine and is that moment when the waiter makes his awaited entrance bringing your food.

‘’Buon Appetito’’ says effusively after pouring the second glass of wine of the night to each of you. ‘’Let me know if you want anything else. Todoroki sir, Miss, excuse me.’’ And makes his leave to attend other tables.

You and Shoto look at each other with a little smile then, each grabbing the cutlery when he says: ‘’Hope that means this is gonna be good’’.

‘’Sho, honey, of course it’ll be just… look at it, it looks amazing’’ you said while looking at your pasta.

He laughs softly ´´ yeah it looks amazing’’ he says looking at you. ‘’Let’s try this out’’

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 When you got back from the bathroom dessert was waiting for you.

A strawberry tiramisu with two spoons.

You sit and grab immediately the spoon to try it out. Chewing, you took another bite of the sweet and give Shoto a bite for him to try it too. ‘’Really good hmm?’’ you said amazed at him. ‘’I think this was the best food that I had in a while’’

‘’Yeah I think it was good love’’ He shruggers. Like he just didn’t ate the same food as you.

‘’What are you talking about… You ok babe? You watch him curiously, moving a strand of his red hair softly to the side.

‘’Yeah just… craving something else’’ he grabs your hand while standing and pulling you with him. He caress all the way up from your wrist to your shoulder. Then slowly down the middle of your back until he’s squeezing your ass. You see the way his eyes watch you, like if he’s ready for you to protest, to stop him. You don’t. You see the way he’s eyes sparkle with that same mischief.

You press your palms in his pecks, feel the rock hard muscle underneath and grab at the neck of his shirt, see him intensely in the eyes ‘’can’t you wait to be home Sho?’’

He moves you around to press your back to the side of the table and then whispers in your ear with a low smug tone ‘’Don’t think so, love’’

You can feel the eyes of the entire restaurant on you two. The warmth of your cheeks is starting to grow. And you know that Shoto couldn’t care less about the place you both are right now.. You want to kiss him so bad, feel the softness of his lips, the wetness of his tongue. The taste of him. The fresh and lingering fragrance of his perfume invading your nose is slowly pulling you in. Your face is getting closer for him, giving in, ready for him.

‘’Close your eyes angel, don’t worry. Trust me.’’ He whispers.

And you do. Trust him.

You kiss like the world is going to fall apart. You open your mouth for him to pull you in. To forget the world and the people around you. One of his arms hugs your waist to keep you close and you feel the other pushing behind you. The noise of broken porcelain is loud on the floor but you can only focus on his hands grabbing at your thighs to sit you on the table.

You can feel him growing impatient, his hardness pressing between your legs. Your arms go around his neck to put him closer while he’s kissing and nipping at your neck. Then you hear a sound, a weird sound. Is something cracking? Or you think you hear it because you lost focus while Shoto starts to nip below your ear and can’t help to moan.

Shoto’s hands start to trail your legs causing goosebumps to appear, getting closer to your hot center, impatiently waiting for him. He starts to pull the skirt of your dress up, he trails one of his cold fingers up and down slowly  over your panties ‘’mmm Sho’’ you moan in his ear. ‘’You’re really wet angel, sure you didn’t wanted to make a scene?’’ he tugs your panties to the side and pushes his cold thumb inside. You jump in surprise while hiding your face in his neck.

‘’Its ok love, focus on me’’ after a few pumps his thumb leaves your core and you feel empty. You close your eyes and leave him to guide you, pushing your upper body to rest on the table while dragging your legs to the edge, and taking off your panties. He sits on a chair and hooks your legs around his shoulders. Next thing you feel is his wet tongue on your slit. He drags his tongue slowly collecting your juices to then stop at your clit and suck hard. You let a long moan to come out of your mouth while grabbing at the edge of the marble underneath you.

A pleased hum comes from his lips as he laps through your folds, tracing along and around your hole, letting your wetness and his spit to mix and fall to the table.

‘’Mmm yeah’’ Your breathless whispers falls in his ears, he smiles and moves his tongue to nip at your clit again. You pant and move your body more close to his face. A signal for him to know how good he’s making you feel. A slow slither around has your toes curling in your pointy heels, wanting to drop your legs to each side of his face but Shoto stopping them in place. You shiver when he blows smoothly cold air on your bundle of nerves. You bow off the table when his finger enters your core. He starts to draw in and out of you in a steady rhythm, your wetness allowing him to enter a second digit and go as deep as he can.

He starts to pick up the pace while also sucking on your clit, his eyes focusing on your face to watch you intently. He loves your face. He loves to make you feel this way.

He knows your close when you tense your legs and squeeze his head in between. ‘’Yeah cum on my face angel, come on’’ And that’s all the push you need to fall to the edge and let out a moan to the air.

He fucks you slowly with his fingers while kissing at your thigh.

You’re catching your breath while he stands in a hurry, pushing the chair with force to the floor and undoing his belt. Next thing his working on his belt, dragging down his slacks and boxers just enough for his hardness to get free.

‘’I need to feel you’’ He’s pressing his head on your entrance, out of breath, positioning your legs on his waist. He’s dragging the tip of his cock up and down your slit, collecting your liquid in his hardness and sees you pulsing around nothing, ‘’Love?’’ he asks whimpering.

You open your eyes to gaze at him. He’s waiting for you to respond, to give him the signal to continue.

‘’Yeah’’ you said pleading, ignoring all around you and focusing solely on the press of his head in you, the feeling of his long cock finally filling you up, his hands grabbing hard at the sides of your hips to ping you harder to the table and using you as leverage to pump in and out of you with a steady pace. Putting your hand above his for a way to down you to earth; you pulling him harder by the waist, needing to feel him close.

‘’You like that angel? You like to be fucked in front of this people?’’ he ask you with a deep malicious whisper, thrusting a bit harder at you, You can’t help the groan that comes out of your mouth at the thought of people seeing you get fucked by Shoto Todoroki, thrusting back to his waist to feel him hitting you deeper.

One of his hand comes to cup your cheek, kissing it sweetly and murmuring in your ear ‘’Yeah you like that, don’t you, angel? You’re squeezing me so hard, hmm’’ he’s panting now, and you can’t help the shaking of your legs, you’re getting close.

‘’Yes, right there, nnggh, Shoto, fuck me harder’’ comes your voice screaming. Your back is arching off the table when Shoto decides to take you by the waist and pull you flush against him while sitting in the other chair to sit you in his lap. You feel him even deeper now, hitting at that special spot. He’s bouncing you as fast and hard as he can and with a final bite to the side of your neck you feel yourself come undone, panting for air and creaming at his cock. He follows you after that with grunts and moans as he stills to fill you up with his seed.

It’s only when your breathing has calm down and you’re forehead to forehead when you shiver and realized the chilly air around you. Gone is the warm atmosphere, the piano sounds and the chatty people. You move your head to the side to only see a tall tick crystal wall of ice surrounding you. You gasp while returning your gaze at the man in front of you. ‘’Told you to don’t worry love’’ he’s grabbing your cheeks to close the distance and kiss you passionately. ‘’I love you’’ he says tenderly.

‘’You´re unbelievable’’ you said shocked. Thinking at what the cost of fixing this will be. What the press will say. ‘’Wha’’- he interrupts you. ‘’I already took care of that, love, trust me’’. He said with a tiny smile, standing and putting you on your feet on wobbly legs. You sight ‘’Love you too, Sho’’.

You’re trying to fix your make up while he’s fixing his pants when he snatches your underwear from your hands. ‘’SHOTO!’’ you complain, trying to take them from his grasp. ‘’I’ll keep this as a present’’. He said smugly while putting them in the pocket of his pants.

You really can’t believe him right know.

You pout at him while he laughs softly at your face, then you shiver; and taking off his coat to put them in your shoulders, he holds you ‘’Thank you for the food’’ he whispers and starts to drag you with one arm around you close to the wall, putting his left hand on it to start melting the ice.

You hide your face in his right side, grabbing hard at his coat in your arms, not wanting to catch anybody’s lingering glances. You only hear Shoto’s murmurs his thanks and goodnights to the waiters while letting him guide you down the elevator and to the exit. Next time you open your eyes is for you to sit in the car.

He’s sitting next to you on the driver’s seat, ignoring everybody’s gazes to look at you completely swiped, ‘’you ready to continue this at home, love?’’ he asks innocently.

You can only watch him in disbelief and say ‘’you’re unbelievable’’. He can only smile and put a hand on your thigh while driving you home.

[aizawasthot]

𝓼𝔀𝓮𝓮𝓽 𝓷𝓸𝓽𝓱𝓲𝓷𝓰𝓼

↣ twenty five: oh.

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when bakugou does better than you in your area of expertise, it’s hard to accept defeat. so what do you do? try to outdo him. OR in which you are a baker on youtube and bakugou makes you look bad at what you do so you prove that you are better than him— or well, at least you try to.

✦ note: i feel like this didn't really come out the way i wanted to D: lmk what you think !!

“Come here,” Bakugou motioned for you to stand beside him right in front of the sink. “What the fuck were you thinking?” He grumbled, turning on the tap, grabbing your arm and putting your hand under the cool stream of water. Why did it feel like you were getting scolded by your teacher in 4th grade when you scraped your knee at the playground?

“See, Bakugou, I don’t think I was thinking at all when I did that,” you hissed at the sudden contact of the water. “Oh wow, that was a self roast,” you realized, mumbling to yourself. He snorted, his hands still gently grasping your arm. It reminded you of the way he held your arm when he helped you at the party. The same look on his face with his brows drawn together but his touch was as gentle as ever.

“I’m fine, Bakugou. I already texted Shouto to get me some ointment,” you said. You were suddenly aware of how close you were to each other. He was holding your arm as he guided it under the running water, shoulders touching as he’s semi-hugging you from behind, his breath suddenly too warm as you felt him sigh behind you. You tried to ignore it as best as you can. It’s nothing, right? He was only helping you, really. Really.

“It might blister, stupid.”

“It’s fine, I’ve got bandages in my first aid kit,” you huffed. “And I am not stupid, stupid.”

“Says the one who took a tray out of the oven without oven mitts,” he snickered.

“Asshole.”

“I know, sweetheart,” he smirked. God he’s frustrating. You were about to open your mouth when you heard your front door open, Shouto appearing in your kitchen the next second. He must’ve used his own copy of your key like he always did.

You jumped away from Bakugou’s hold, clearing your throat. “Hey Sho,” you smiled, awkwardly trying to close the tap until Bakugou did it himself, trying not to snicker at your current state. You walked towards Shouto, giving him a half-hug while keeping your burned hand away.

“Hey love,” Shouto said, one brow raised with a knowing look. “Here’s the ointment you asked for. Do you need any help getting your hand cleaned up?” He said, eyes trained on Bakugou who decided to start cleaning up your kitchen counter. You thought he looked awkward as he tried to move silently around the kitchen. It bugged you. One, it’s weird - why is he acting like that all of a sudden? He knows Shouto, they’ve even talked a couple of times. Two, if you were to choose a single word to describe Bakugou, it would be ‘loud’. The guy always made sure to let everyone know of his presence, whether it be through his crude comments or just the way he moved. Even if he was silent, something about him just yelled out “look at me!”, and it was bothering you that he was suddenly so… passive.

“No no, I’m fine,” you said, patting his chest as you pulled away from the hug. “Thanks Sho, I owe you one.” You set the ointment on your kitchen island before walking towards your friend.

“You sure?” Shouto asked again, following you with a worried look. “I don’t have to be at the studio for another hour. I can help, you know. Are you sure you don’t want to go to the hospital? It might be a serious burn,” he rambled. You were glad to have such a caring friend.

“Sho, I’m okay,” you laughed, waving your not-burned hand. “If I need help I can ask Bakugou. Right, Bakugou?” You turned towards him, a smile gracing your lips as you watched him move around your kitchen.

He looked so normal, so calm. At that moment, you realized that Bakugou really did belong in the kitchen. He looked most comfortable in it, like he didn’t care about anything else, stuck in his own bubble. You found it ... endearing.

“Yeah whatever,” Bakugou grumbled without looking at your direction. He was still gathering the bowls and measuring cups you guys used, neatly placing them in the sink.

Shouto raised his brow again, frowning as if to ask, do you really trust this guy to help you?

You only chuckled at his expression. “Seriously bub, I’m okay. I know your studio’s a 30-minute drive, so you better get going.”

“Okay, fine. Give me a call if you need anything, yeah?” He sighed, giving you another side hug and ruffling your hair.

“Of course. You drive safe, okay?” You huffed, trying to swat his hand away from your hair with your okay hand. You tried getting back at him, struggling to even reach the top of his head but he was already walking away, laughing.

“Love you,” you called out, feigning annoyance with a smile threatening to spread on your lips.

“Love you, too!” He yelled before you heard your front door slam shut. Humming to yourself, you decided to walk out of your kitchen to grab your first-aid kit from the bathroom.

“Love? Bub? What, is he your boyfriend or something?” Bakugou scoffed when he saw you enter the kitchen. You turned to him, raising an eyebrow. Why did he care?

“Don’t be ridiculous, dummy. We’ve been close friends forever,” you said with a hand on your hip.

“C’mere dumbass,” he grumbled, taking a seat on one of your kitchen stools and swivelling the chair to face you instead of the island. You walked towards him, stopping a little too close. So close, in fact, that you were almost in between his legs. He grabbed the small container of the ointment from across the surface while he motioned for you to lift up your burned hand.

“I’m fine, y’know,” you mumbled, trying not to stare at him as he applied the medicine with so much focus that his usual scowl was replaced with a serene face. He really did look better without that scowl on his face. It’s like he’s a whole different person. You truly, genuinely preferred this Bakugou.

He snorted. “You keep saying that word and now it feels like it’s not even a word anymore.”

“I’m serious, you grump. I’m fine-”

“Stop saying that damn word.”

“Bakugou. I’m. Fine.”

“Oh my god-”

“Fine, fine. I’ll stop using the word fine-”

“Y/N I swear to fucking-”

“Fine!” Your laughter shook your body. Unable to keep yourself stable, you tried keeping yourself from falling over by putting your other hand on his shoulder. Bakugou only hissed something under his breath, pulling you closer as he tried putting on the bandage around your hand. You ended up between his legs, your other arm thrown around his shoulder while you tried to fix your footing.

Oh.

You cleared your throat and looked away, feeling your face warm up at how close you were to him. “I’m okay, I can do it myself,” you said, trying to step away.

“Stop moving dumbass. I’m almost done anyway,” he snapped, unaware of your position as he finished up wrapping the bandage around your hand. “There. All done,” he said softly, gently lowering your arm but not quite letting go yet. You looked at him only to see that he was already looking at you.

“Thanks,” you said so low your voice was almost a whisper. Bakugou only looked at you with an expression you’ve only seen on him when he’s cooking. “I’m uh, I’m gonna go put these back, yeah? Then we can start cleaning up here.” You stepped away from his grasp, awkwardly trying to gather the first-aid kit in a hurry.

Was that a Moment? It was definitely a Moment.

Katsuki cleared his throat. “Yeah, no. You can go sit down and watch some crappy TV show. I can clean up here. I’m not gonna deal with more injuries tonight,” he scoffed as he stood up from the kitchen stool. “I’ll let you know if the cookies are cool enough to eat.”

“Um, okay yeah. Sounds good, buddy.” You wanted the ground to swallow you whole. Buddy?

“Weirdo,” he chuckled. With that, you scrambled away from the kitchen and promptly put the kit away before plopping down on your living room.

Why was that so… intimate? More importantly, why were you so affected by him?

“Ugh, it’s probably nothing. I’m just being weird,” you mumbled to yourself. Sighing, you pulled up your phone from your pocket and opened Twitter before texting Shouto.

You could hear the quiet clinking of silverware as Bakugou continued to clean after your mess. He looked so goo- “God, Y/N, get a grip!” Great, now you were talking to yourself.

Maybe you were dehydrated. Yeah, that must be it. You just needed some water. Walking back into the kitchen, you heard Katsuki pacing and whisper-yelling. You stopped by the doorway, watching, hesitant to walk in on him throwing a fit. He ran a hand through his hair and you realized that he was on the phone. It seemed like it was a Very Important phone call, so you decided to forget water.

Well. That was until you heard him say your name.

“- You know what? Yeah! I don’t like Y/N, I’m not interested in her, and we’re not friends.”

Oh.

on the "other side"

Kaminari Denki was fucking dead. “When I told you to stop texting me it wasn’t a fucking invitation to call me, asshole.”

“Katsuki, come on. I’m trying to help-” Help this, help that. Bakugou didn’t know why he even asked him for help in the first place.

“Holy shit, I regret asking you for help if this is what fucking helping me means,” Bakugou hissed. “Just let me do my shit.”

It’s not like he didn’t want Kaminari’s help - he really just wants to make sure that this isn’t just some half-assed petty crush that wouldn’t work out in the long-run. Bakugou Katsuki didn’t do half-ass.

“Well I’m sorry Katsuki that I’m not confident in “your shit” because “your shit” is probably just you overthinking things and never even getting past the talking stage because your expectations are too high.” Kaminari wasn’t wrong, but Katsuki would rather die than tell him that he’s right.

“Suck a dick, shithead. I’m not fucking-”

“Oh. My. God. You are ridiculous, Katsuki! I just want you to actually put some effort into getting to know her! She’s my friend too, and if you decide that she’s gonna be your girlfriend, I want to make sure that you’re serious.” The fuck? Did Kaminari miss the part where Katsuki has been hanging out with Y/N for the better part of the week? Was this asshole actually serious?

“Dunce face I swear to God-”

Denki continued to ramble on. “I mean, you might as well just say that you don’t like her if you’re just gonna be-”

Bakugou was sure that he really was gonna kill Kaminari when he saw him. “If it helps to get you off my fucking back already then you know what? Yeah! I don’t like Y/N, I’m not interested in her, and we’re not friends.”

“Get out of my house.”

Fuck.

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How the Haikyuu Boys react to their chubby s/o wearing their clothes

Hello hello hello! I hope your having a good day/night/afternoon :) Anyways I have a mha and demon slayer one as well so yeah, I linked them for easier access :D

Hinata Shoyo

I headcanon Hinata as a closet perv so he would LOVE seeing you in his boxers and his clothes

Seeing all your pretty rolls, big breasts, and love handles makes him almost bust a nut

Deadass would sneak pics of your ass and tits that bust out of his too small clothes

"Sho I dont think this'll fit babe." You say holding up Hinatas tiny shirt and boxers.

"Just give it a try sweet cheeks!" He said giving a wide smile that could rival the sun. I mean how could you say no to that sweet plead. Reluctantly you went to the bathroom to change. You came out in the very tight, very short clothing your boyfriend so earnestly let you borrow.

"OH BABY YOU LOOK SO GOOD! Now come here and let me hold you-"

Kageyama Tobio

He is kinda like Todoroki in the fact that he didnt really know swapping clothing could be a form of affection

So when you first wear his clothes it was on complete accident

You would be like cooking or something and you would spill something on you and he would offer you some of his clothes

Of course you oblige at first because you felt insecure about not being able to fit but he insisted and you change into a pullover and sweatpants of his

When he sees you he gets so flustered. Still has his stoic face but with a flush across it.

"Tobio could I borrow some clothes since these are clearly ruined?" You said gesturing to your now egg covered body.

"Sure, I'll to grab some." He says leaving from the kitchen to his room. That's when it hit you. What if I cant fit his clothes? You'd make an absolute fool of yourself. God how stupid would you feel and you wouldnt wanna make him feel bad. He came back and gave you the clothes to and change into. They didnt look to small but will definently be a bit snug. You hesitantly walk out of the bathroom back to the kitchen where he is waiting patiently. He turns at the feeling of your presence. Immediatly flustered. The sight of your in his clothes has butterflies in his stomach and the way your cute little rolls show through his shirt make his pants uncomfortably tight. His heart clambering as he mumbles out a 'nice'. The reaction has you feeling a little better. You could tell he was flustered and nervous. Way better than being disgusted.

Unexpectedly he came up to you holding you tight in his arms face buried in your neck. You could feel the heat emitting off his body. You like this,it's nice. You'll have to wear his clothes more often.

Kuroo Tetsuro

IMMEDIATELY starts flirting with you.

The minute you walk out wearing his team jacket he says some cheesy pick up line that has you cringing lsmfbdkdl-

He would ADORE you wearing any article of clothing of his, he is obsessed with the idea and when he finally sees you actually wearing his clothes prepare for his wardrobe to now become your own.

"Damn, you're lookin like a whole snack baby! Could I get a taste?" He smirked teasingly as he leaned closer to your face. you had stolen some of his clothes to wear since you decided to stay over at his place last minute.

"Kuroo your so cheesy!" You say as you covered your now reddening face. ot was cute how he flirted, typical and not really smooth or funny but cute none the less. It hojeslty made you feel a lot better and more comfortable. His clothes were a little form fitting on you but they were way more comfortable then your clothes.

"But you clearly love it, getting all flustered~"

Bokuto Kotaroū

Bokuto would be similar to Kageyamas scenario in the fact that you wearing his clothes was and accident

You guys were messing around and you got dirty to the point of no repair so he threw some of his clothes at you and shooed you away to the bathroom to change. So when things were a little snug, you shyly came out of the bathroom.

And once you come back a little shy at the tighter fit he just simply engulfs you and praises you to no end

"Here think fast!" Bo shouts and chucks a tshirt and shorts at you. You caught them with your face as you both simply laughed it off. You made your way to go change into the clothes he just threw at your face. You gotta be honest with yourself and admit your a little doubtful that his clothes might fit but tried them on anyways. You didnt want to make him upset.

After a few minutes you come back to his cross cross applesauce form waiting for you with a smile. He turned to look at you and you could've sworn you saw smoke blow out his ears and hearts fill his eyes. Before you could even get a word in he smothered you.

"Y/N YOU LOOK SO PRETTY!" He shouted as he paraded around you looking over you at every angle. You obviously get a bit flustered from all the attention. He stops at your front and gives you one last passionate kiss right in the lips. Man can this man make you swoon. "PLEASE WEAR MY CLOTHES EVERYDAY!"

Atsumu Miya

Mans is like Kuroo in the way he immediately starts flirting

Except his turns physical way faster than Kuroo

He would man handle you into his lap and just start making out with you. You in his boxers and got him all hot and bothered and now your gonna have to pay for it slfmfhbdkdld-

"Damn- I knew I snagged a hottie but fuck do you look good." Atsumu stated as he basically eye fucked you from across the room.

"Atsumu-" you started rolling your eyes when you were stopped midsentence as you were practically tackled onto his bed. He towered above you encasing you between his arms.

"I love seeing you in my clothes and all but right now they'll just have to occupy the floor-"

Yamaguchi Tadashi

He is so flustered klyjrhdkdl

He would be the typical sweet reaction of rambling on and on about how cute you look and how he loves you in his clothes

He would smother you in affection, expect kisses, hugs, and cuddles!

He only discovers how much he loves you wearing his clothes until you ask to wear his hoodie and his heart swoons at the sight of you.

You pull the hoodie over your head and snuggly hug your form. His favorite green hoodie with a simple bee embroidery on the left pec area now on your body.he couldn't help the little whine that came form histhroat. You were just to darn cute!! Face flushed and hands now all over your form as he plants sweet little kisses all over your face causing you to burst into a for of giggles.

"Yams! Yams what are you- haha! Tadashi that tickles!" You playfully shouted as Yamaguchi was now laying on top of you leaving little kisses on every visible skin he could reach.

"I cant help it! You just look to adorbale! How did I get so lucky!" He said connecting your lips to his.

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Holiday Troubles

Characters: Aizawa, trans male reader

Contains: Unsupportive family, transphobia, homophobia, misgendering, mentions of a deadname (D/N), mentions of religion and praying, mentions of dysphoria, angst, hurt/comfort, angst with fluff ending. This was written mainly as a comfort fic during the winter holidays but wanted to post this here (originally posted on AO3). Please read with caution as this content may be triggering for some

Word Count: 2K+ 

The holidays were always rough for you, being not only gay but transgender as well. There were the off-putting tension and feelings every time you walked in the room, and the side glances and judgemental glares that were shot your way if you were even caught wearing something feminine and not masculine. Mostly from your parents and family, feeling the obligation that you had to follow gender norms in the hope to not only pass but to be taken seriously in your own identity.

The holidays got a little easier once you married your now husband. He made visiting your family a bit easier and made the holidays in general, more enjoyable for you. This year, unfortunately, he had meetings and a nightly patrol that he couldn’t get out of, so you were left to go to the Christmas family gathering by yourself.

The day came, and needless to say, you were a nervous mess. You dressed up in a suit, something masculine of course to appease your family and keep those comments at bay. Though, you knew you weren’t in the clear as there was still a high chance of being deadnamed and misgendered by family who were unsupportive or others who just didn’t try. Your husband, Shouta, let you know before he left early that morning that if you needed anything at all to give him or Hizashi a call and they would come and get you in a heartbeat. He said Hizashi, just in case he couldn’t be reached, which was fine with you, Hizashi had become a close friend to you.

You arrived at your parent's house a little later than they asked, just cause you were nervous and needed more time to prepare for this evening. You knocked on the front door, adjusting your suit as you waited for someone to open the door, only to be greeted by one of your younger siblings. They gave you a big hug, before dragging you inside where you were greeted by family. Your grandmother was the first to deadname you. She called out as you talked to your uncle, a devious smile on her face as the name rolled off her tongue. You cringed hearing it and so badly wanted to correct her, but if your mother caught wind that you did, who knows what drama may pursue. You endured the conversation with her, as she made sure to drop in your deadname every chance she could get.

“Honestly D/N, you really should stop playing dress up and realize that you are a girl. Your husband would be so much happier to have a wife who knows her place and not some confused girl.”

You took a deep breath and bid your goodbyes to your grandmother as you went to find someone else to talk to. Eventually, dinner was called, and you all gathered around and your grandfather said a prayer. You looked down at your feet the entire time, not really wanting to participate in the prayer. Soon it wrapped up and a line formed into the kitchen to get food. After everyone got food, everyone gathered around and talked, telling stories of things that happened within the past year in their lives, as well as asking questions to others to get the latest scoop. You just decided to eat silently, trying to not participate in the gossip fest happening before you.

“So Y/N, how are you and your husband doing?” Your dad asked before he took a sip of a beer. You held up your pointer finger, signaling that you needed a moment as your finished chewing food before you smiled and spoke.

“Oh, we are doing well! He sends his deepest apologies that he couldn’t make it, hero duties called.” You smiled, taking a quick glance around the room. Some whispers were exchanged, knowing it was about you and Shouta. It was clear that besides your family not supporting your identity, they also did not support your marriage to a hero. Especially a hero who was supportive of you and your identity.

“Honestly, how she manages to keep such a hero man, is insane. Like who would wanna marry some confused lesbian?” One of your aunts spoke out. You gripped your glass tightly, biting your tongue, not wanting to start any issues.

Other family members chimed in to add on to your aunt's comment and soon it became too much. You quickly excused yourself and went to the bathroom farthest away from your family. You pulled out your phone and texted your husband. You told him that you needed him or Hizashi or someone to come to pick you up, as you originally walked, as it was nice earlier prior to the sun setting. You quickly got a reply, saying your husband was on his way, and that he was getting someone to cover the rest of his patrol. You felt a bit bad to interrupt and have him leave his patrol, but god you just needed him right now more than anything.

You hid amongst the rooms as you waited for Shouta to send you a message or signal that he was here. Your mom called out your name, walking down the hall looking for you. The smile on her face dropped as she saw you and grabbed your arm.

“Come on Y/N, we are about to exchange gifts. Stop trying to hide and be nice and spend time with your family. It took a lot of work and effort to get everyone here, like your grandparents who haven’t seen you in ages.” Your mom aggressively whispered at you, as she pulled you towards the living room. You stayed silently, hoping that your husband would be here soon.

Your mom let you go and pointed to a chair near the tree. You sat down and were handed some gifts. You slowly opened them, trying not to draw attention to yourself. The first gift was in a gift bag, and opening it exposed a colorful piece of clothing. You pulled it out and it was a sundress. Although you didn’t mind breaking gender norms, dresses were never your thing, they held too many bad memories and made you dysphoric. You frowned, not having the energy to fake a smile. You felt your mind start to spiral before a voice pulled you out.

“Oh, D/N do you not like it. I made sure to even get the right size and everything. I thought you could put that on and surprise your husband when you go home. Imagine how he would react to see his wife, finally coming to terms with herself.” Your grandmother called out, staring at you the entire time. You went to open your mouth when another voice spoke up.

“Actually, I think my husband looks handsome and perfect just the way he is in the suit he is wearing, but thank you. Maybe we can save the dress and give it to one of my students, I know one of them would get much better use of it.” Shouta’s voice boomed out, making a hush fall across the room. You never heard the front door open, but then again Shouta was very good at staying silent. You looked at your husband, feeling all your emotions and feelings starting to rise to the surface. You caught a dirty look your mother gave you as you stood up and made your way over to Shouta.

He held out his hand as you got closer and held it tightly, quickly bidding goodbye for you both as he quickly led you outside to the car that was waiting outside and still running. “I had Hizashi drive me over, hope that’s okay.” You just nodded at him, not letting go of his hand until you got into the car. As soon as you and Shouta were in the car, Hizashi sped off.

“Heya listener, how did it go?” Hizashi asked out, peeking into the mirror looking back at you.

“I lasted longer than last year, so that’s a new record at least.” You joked, trying not to cry. At least not now, you had to make it until you were home and in bed, with your husband holding you close.

Hizashi talked most of the ride home, while Shouta kept glancing back at you. You tried to listen to what was being said, but you couldn’t focus, so you just looked out the window, slightly dozing off. You woke up to the feeling of being carried, your eyes adjusted as you saw Shouta was carrying you into the house and to the bedroom. On any other occasion, if he was carrying you like this you were bound to tease or crack a joke or something, but in this moment you just stayed in his arms, gripping onto him tightly. Once you both got to the bedroom, he helped you undress and slip on something comfy. After he finished helping you, he quickly changed and climbed into bed, pulling you close to him and holding you tightly.

For a while, you just laid there in his arms, fighting back the urge to scream and cry. Though, after he comforted you and let you know it was okay to be upset and that you could let it all out. In which you did, you sobbed in his chest for what felt like hours. You screamed and sobbed and let out all the feelings you bottled up for the few hours you were at the family gathering. Eventually, you ran out of tears to cry and were only left with your own thoughts. You were overthinking, mostly dwelling on the words your family spoke out to you this evening, and couldn’t help but question if it was true.

“Sho...I’ve got to ask you something, kind of important.” You gently pushed away and sat up in the bed, looking at him. He stared at you, and nodded, letting you know it was okay to continue on. You took a deep breath and went for it, “Am I enough for you? I brought a lot of baggage and trouble into our relationship and I know it can’t be easy for you dating me, specifically with the backlash and comments that get made by my family and others about me transitioning and just. If you were with anyone else, I feel like you won’t get all this drama and I’m sorry I’ve brought so much of it onto you Shouta.”

You watched as his facial expression changed and you quickly looked away, finding interest in anything that wasn’t his face, afraid of what his reaction not only meant but the words that were about to follow. “Y/N, please look at me.” You slowly looked up and he placed a hand on your cheek. “I love you Y/N. I love you for you, you are my husband and I won’t want anyone else besides me. You are more than enough for me. And we both have a lot of baggage but that doesn’t change my feelings for you, we can work through it all together. I meant what I said in my vows and at our wedding and I still stand by it. Forever and always.”

You fiddled with your fingers before speaking up, “I love you Shouta so much, I’m just afraid one day I won’t be enough, cause as silly as it is, I don’t feel masculine or manly enough, that you’ll find more of a ‘real’ man one day and just leave me behind.” Tears filled your eyes and you looked down, just wanting to hide under the blankets.

“Y/N Aizawa, you are absolutely masculine and manly enough. I will never find anyone else or more a man than you. You are all I want, and all I need. I love you so much, don’t ever doubt my love for you, cause it is never-ending sweetheart.” Shouta spoke out, lifting your head up and placing a small kiss on your forehead before pulling you into his arms, holding you close. You just stayed there close, as Shouta whispered sweet nothings into your ear as you drifted off to sleep.

Shouta always made the holidays more bearable, but he also made life in general easier. He made waking up a little easier and helped with your hectic thoughts to calm you down. He truly was the love of your life and the best you could ever ask for. You couldn’t have gotten any luckier to have a husband as sweet and perfect as you. He may not be the number one hero to the rest of the world, but in your eyes and his heart, he was, he was your number one hero.