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I loved this idea so much that I wanted to write another lil something about Bakugou pining after a forensic detective 🥹 no promises on writing more but I’m living
⚠️ suggestive themes
Crime Scene
You close the manila folder on your desk and lean back in your chair. A breathy, content sigh leaves your lips. The case has been solved. The evidence has been retained. All that’s left is to file the associated documents. Then, you can head home for the evening. Another job well done.
You gaze out at the cityscape. The sunset sprays beams of brilliant yellow and orange towards your office building, reflecting off the large glass windows. The streets are busy with people and cars. Soon, you’ll join the bustle, conforming for the sake of commuting home.
Sometimes, when you sit here like this, you consider how small everyone is compared to the rest of the universe. Most actions that seem supermassive are actually minuscule and insignificant. In the grand scheme of things, you wonder if the job you’re doing makes a difference. Maybe not wide scale, but arguably, Japan could stand to be safer. Heroes do a lot of the rounding up these days, but you think local detective work is still important.
“Hey.”
You perk up. Speak of the devil.
You glance away from the view to greet Katsuki Bakugou, the hero who spent his time protecting you throughout your most recent case. He’s leaning against the door, arms folded arrogantly over his chest. At once, a smile graces your mouth. As soon as you submitted your conclusion about the primary suspect — with enough evidence, to boot — the Captain of your force implored Bakugou to make an arrest. Of course, the rowdy blonde didn’t capture the villain without beating him to a bloody pulp first. Normally, you wouldn’t condone such behaviour; however, given that the murderer targeted random women every time he killed, you can turn a blind eye. Men like that don’t deserve mercy.
You adjust your position so that you’re sitting upright. You know he doesn’t care; you’re not sure why you do. When you’re satisfied, you raise your fists in the air and reply.
“We did it!”
The exhaustion woven into your words isn’t missed. Since gathering that first sample at the initial crime scene, you haven’t stopped working. He admires your drive to do what’s right.
“Yeah,” he grunts. “Plenty more where that came from, though.”
“True.” You acknowledge, climbing to your feet. “But that’s one down.”
And Katsuki can’t argue with that. In fact, Katsuki finds he can seldom argue with you. It’s not that you’re always right; he thinks it’s because he likes listening to the sound of your voice. It’s unique. It’s calming. It’s something about you that he’s grown excessively fond of.
At last, he enters your office, like a moth drawn to fire. He’s still dressed in his hero garb. You notice there aren’t any scuffs on his pristine skin, indicating that his battle was rather one-sided. This is the first time you’re seeing him after the arrest. Everyone knows he doesn’t talk to the News team unless he has to; reporting to the public falls on the officers assisting his cases.
“You alright?” He asks, watching from a short distance as you gather your belongings.
“Definitely.” You verify. “You?”
“Whatever.”
That’s a yes. He doesn’t like to be upfront with his feelings. You’re beginning to understand his cues, though. It’s a shame this is the end of your time together; you would have liked to continue figuring him out. Perhaps another high-profile case will pop up and he’ll be assigned to you again. You can’t lie — you’re hoping for that to happen a little harder than you should be.
You throw on your windbreaker and take your knapsack in your hand. He hasn’t moved an inch from the front of your desk. It’s as if he’s been glued in place. The only part of him that’s visibly moving are his deep crimson eyes. He’s fixated on you. But unlike when you caught him at the crime scene, he won’t glance away this time.
“Dynamight, thank you so much for your work today.” You beam at him. “Without you, I—“
“Told’j’ya before, princess, it’s Katsuki.” He scoffs. “F’r fuck’s sake, talk t’ me like a normal person.”
You feel the heat spread across your cheeks. You’re praying he doesn’t notice your change in expression, but who are you kidding? Although the man acts like he’s emotionally unavailable, he picks up on more than you think. You flounder with your response.
“It’s just, we don’t really know each other like that, so I didn’t want to—“
“‘Course we do.” He lifts a critical brow. “You’re comin’ t’ dinner with me now that this shit’s over with, right?”
Mentally, your jaw is unscrewed and on the floor. Is this reality? The Dynamight — the rudest, most impressive motherfucker you’ve ever had the pleasure of working with — is asking you on a date. All this time, you thought his flirting was a game, while deeply regretting that you hadn’t made a move before your time with him was up. Discovering that your crush is mutual reinvigorates you. Before you fuck this up, you muster a reply.
“Uh… yes!” You giggle. “Of course I will!”
You don’t know how you manage to keep a steady tone. The only thing you can’t control is your face. Fortunately, he thinks it’s hella cute. Without considering who might be watching, he strokes your cheek with his thumb to coax back your attention. He nearly melts when you shyly meet his gaze, such a small, innocent smile gracing your lips. He knows it’s too soon to kiss you. He wishes it wasn’t. Instead, he offers you his arm. Your hand feels warm against his bare bicep.
He grabs your knapsack from you — a gentleman’s gesture that’s a little rough around the edges. Thankfully, the execution doesn’t bother you; it’s the thought that counts. Katsuki thinks that might be what attracted him to you. The way you conceptualize him is different. Last week, a woman scolded him for his use of language, even though he saved her purse from being stolen. Shouldn’t it be his actions that matter? Some days, he feels like he’s back in his teenage years, dealing with Best Jeanist’s strict teachings again. People need to learn not to judge a book by its cover.
He guides you out of your office with his hand secured to your lower back. You don’t miss the stares and whispers of your colleagues. You’ll have a lot to explain tomorrow morning.
“You like Indian food?” He inquires lowly, warm breath ghosting over your face.
“Sure.”
If you make it in.
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Why is this so true?
Meme made by Inknopewetrust
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OCTOBER 31ST. DEADPOOL FT. SPIDER-MAN
“you might be wondering why the red suit. well, that’s so bad guys don’t see me bleed.”
♱ — katsuki bakugou ft. izuku midoriya + cucking.
♱ — synopsis; with great power, comes great responsibility— such as one’s duty to pleasure his girlfriend ( though failing ), luckily a certain mercenary is able to swing by and take over such a big responsibility on spidey’s behalf.
♱ —length; 7.8K
♱ — warnings; please read for your own safety! mdni, smut 18+, heavy smut, characters aged up to 20s, cucking, threesomes, auralism, dacryphilia, voyeurism, cumplay, mutual masturbation, dry humping, body worship, facials, fingering ( f!receiving ), oral sex ( m!receiving ), mask!kink, fem!reader, deadpool!bakugou, spider-man!deku. not beta read !
♱ — notes; and with that, kinktober is over! thank you to everyone who supported me along the way!! please enjoy this last fic, i realy hope that you like it and have a safe halloween!! ily mwah <3 - m.list₊ kinktober m.list ₊ taglist 𓆩♡𓆪
“yanno,” you say wistfully, dabbing away at a cut underneath your boyfriend’s dazzling green eyes. “i think you got away pretty lightly this time.”
deku hums, forcing away a wince as the rubbing alcohol seeps into the shallow wound— you let him squeeze your hand instead. “aside from my blood dripping across your floor, i’d pretty much agree.” despite how many times he’d sat on your bedroom floor, letting you coddle him and tend to his scrapes and scratches— the cleaning part never got easier. “deadpool always gets me into extra trouble whenever we work together.”
your gaze flickers up to izuku’s in concerned warning, having him stumble into your apartment at ridiculous hours was all fine and dandy when he just needed to be babied and had a boo-boo on his head, but ever since working with whoever this deadpool guy was— your precious boy had been littered with all sorts of stab wounds and now your shifty handiwork stitches. today the bank robbery with said mercenary left your boyfriend with the graze of a bullet, and he was lucky to get away with just that.
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rewatching the series means getting to make new memes for old episodes
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Reblog if you wish Jacob Frye was real / reblog if you wish you had your own Jacob
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Into the Hush: Masterlist
Summary: It’s only ever been you and the rugged wilderness; both unkempt and undomesticated. Until it isn’t anymore.
(1870s Cowboy AU. A/B/O AU. Gothic/horror.)
Pairings: Bucky Barnes x Reader, slight Wanda Maximoff x Reader
Warnings: Violence, gore, dark themes, A/B/O dynamics, smut in later chapters.
If you are under 18 you should not read this series!
|| Chapter One || Chapter Two || Chapter Three || Chapter Four || Chapter Five || Chapter Six || Chapter Seven ||
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Into the Hush: Masterlist
Summary: It’s only ever been you and the rugged wilderness; both unkempt and undomesticated. Until it isn’t anymore.
(1870s Cowboy AU. A/B/O AU. Gothic/horror.)
Pairings: Bucky Barnes x Reader, slight Wanda Maximoff x Reader
Warnings: Violence, gore, dark themes, A/B/O dynamics, smut in later chapters.
If you are under 18 you should not read this series!
|| Chapter One || Chapter Two || Chapter Three || Chapter Four || Chapter Five || Chapter Six || Chapter Seven ||
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Kiss Scenes 101: How To Write The Perfect Kiss
Anonymous said: Hey there. Not sure what kind of questions you accept but…here goes. Do you have any tips for writing kiss scenes? Not fluffy kiss scenes but really passionate ones. Thanks!
I was hoping to post this on Valentine’s Day, but I got a little busy so it got pushed back. Happy (late) Valentine’s Day, and enjoy!
|| 1 || Detail. Remember that describing a kiss means including more detail than just what is happening and when. Be sure to include description of how the protagonist’s five senses are being affected, as well as some other elements such as:
What the protagonist smells
What the protagonist tastes
What the protagonist hears
What the protagonist sees
The inner monologue of the protagonist, if the point of view in your story allows it.
|| 2 || Make the kiss(es) realistic. Situational details are a key factor in making the scene more satisfying and memorable. Pay attention to details like the character’s physical characteristics, such as glasses, braces, messy hair, etc. and incorporate those tiny details into the scene.
She turned her head to the left, leaning in to brush her lips against her partner’s, but was interrupted when their noses bumped together, making them both giggle, and the awkwardness fade away.
I mean, sure, that’s not the best example, but at least it’s better than:
Their lips collided, and they made out flawlessly, as if they were in a Nicholas Sparks novel.
Little details like bumping noses, giggling, grinning like an idiot, stumbling, hesitating, etc. can make the scene so much better.
|| 3 || It doesn’t always have to be a full on make out session every time two characters kiss. A lot of the time, kisses are short and sweet and that can be enough to send a substantial spark to the fingers and toes, and send the reader out smiling. Pecks, if only on the cheek, can be more than enough and are extremely underrated.
|| 4 || Pay attention to what your characters do with the rest of their bodies. Kissing is in no way just about the mouth. Keep in mind that most of the time, people don’t just lean forward and mush their faces together. Grab the face, caress the lower back, hold their hand, hell, sweep them off their feet and carry them into the sunset! Don’t just stand there!
|| 5 || Lastly, but not least..ly.. VOCABULARY. Using the right wordage can improve your kiss scene-no, scratch that- ANY SCENE a million times better. I’ve made an entire post on vocabulary and synonyms to use for your sex/kiss scenes {shameless plug} and you can find it:
HERE HERE HERE HERE HERE HERE HERE HERE
|| 6 || Read kiss scenes as a writer would. Read kiss scenes that you’ve enjoyed and nitpick them to find what you do and don’t like about them, adding the good things to your own scene and being wary of the bad.
And now, here are some extra tips to get you going:
I. Practice - If you’re in a relationship or have a really great friend {;)}, practice the act and take notes on how it actually feels! A lot of people who read these kiss scenes take it as the reality because some have never kissed anyone, so teach them how it’s done!
II. Know your characters - Would they actually bite their partner’s lip like that? Would they actually go as far as caressing the majestical inner thigh? Think about it.
III. Add elements of the setting - Are your characters standing in the middle of a crowd? In a high school hallway? Elevator? Include details like sounds and smells and lighting to give the reader a more full-sensory experience.
IV. Dialogue can be fun to play with - Kissing doesn’t always have to be silent. Maybe they break for a second to say “You’re so beautiful” or “Did you pop a mint when I wasn’t looking, oh sneaky one?”. Include those little mutterings or comments because they are some of the best parts.
V. Have someone you trust read it - If you’ve got a good friend who will be honest, have them read and suggest edits. Google docs is fantastic for having your friends read and help you edit your work, because you can change the setting to “suggest edits” and you can see everything they’ve suggested without permanently altering the scene.
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All my celebrity crushes are at least twice my age, but damn I love them
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me when i can’t find anything to read bc i already read it all
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me when i can’t find anything to read bc i already read it all
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These chains that bind
Pairing: Fantasy AU- Alpha Bakugou Katsuki x Omega Reader
Rating: Teens and Up
Warnings: Mild panic attack
Words: 3,984
A/N: This was a request made by softbakugous:
“Can you do me some fantasy Bakugou with slave reader who is skittish and shy due to her abusive past? Give me all the palm and forehead kisses” (I threw some A/B/O in there hope you don’t mind, bebe!) ALSO- Bakugo speaks another language so his words are italicized like “this”.
You burst through the treeline, silhouette consumed by the looming trees and compact foliage. Breathes in short hurried pants, struggling to take a solid inhale, the burning ache hollowing your shriveling lungs. Moving within an unfamiliar terrain hinders your ability to quicken your pace, each precarious step possibly leading to your downfall. The muscles of your thighs were straining as you sprinted over the twisted, gnarled roots of the imposing trees and maneuvered inelegantly through hanging vines.
Even with small bits of information you garnered from overheard conversations, your overall lack of physical endurance and the absence of any overhead moonlight, proved this to be a futile attempt at escape.
You were so stupid.
Why did you run?
You’ve never ran from anyone before, so why him? Why now?
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These chains that bind
Pairing: Fantasy AU- Alpha Bakugou Katsuki x Omega Reader
Rating: Teens and Up
Warnings: Mild panic attack
Words: 3,984
A/N: This was a request made by softbakugous:
“Can you do me some fantasy Bakugou with slave reader who is skittish and shy due to her abusive past? Give me all the palm and forehead kisses” (I threw some A/B/O in there hope you don’t mind, bebe!) ALSO- Bakugo speaks another language so his words are italicized like “this”.
You burst through the treeline, silhouette consumed by the looming trees and compact foliage. Breathes in short hurried pants, struggling to take a solid inhale, the burning ache hollowing your shriveling lungs. Moving within an unfamiliar terrain hinders your ability to quicken your pace, each precarious step possibly leading to your downfall. The muscles of your thighs were straining as you sprinted over the twisted, gnarled roots of the imposing trees and maneuvered inelegantly through hanging vines.
Even with small bits of information you garnered from overheard conversations, your overall lack of physical endurance and the absence of any overhead moonlight, proved this to be a futile attempt at escape.
You were so stupid.
Why did you run?
You’ve never ran from anyone before, so why him? Why now?
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Made this tutorial for a friend and thought I’d share it here too! It’s a quick guide to how I draw Kirishima’s hair~
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