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#heroes: YOU CANT JUST LEAVE A BABY
noxcheshire · 6 months
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I kept thinking of little baby man Phantom and the potential of Danny being an actual baby of the Infinite Realms. However, he’s more snake teenager than itty bitty Little Baby Man edition, cause I think it’d be so funny to just — imagine this teenage snake curled up in a summoning circle, obviously having been taking a nap and looking up with his big green, sleepy eyes and Constantine just stares and freaks because, “THATS A WHOLE ASS BABY, PUT IT BACK!”
But they can’t because apparently the summoning was more of a ‘knock knock I’m a babysitter’ and Danny’s ghost parent decided that this was the perfect time to have some time for themselves if Heroes were so willing to take care of Danny for a little while.
Another take — mainly in reference to a different post about Klarion actually just being a toddler of the infinite realms with no ideas on how to human and thinks him fighting with heroes is just a play date — zooms into the human realm where the heroes are and just goes, “Hey I’m dropping my baby sibling onto you guys cause my dad got mad last time Danny got hurt by the humans I hang with. So here you go, I’ll pick him up later.”
A teenage snake Danny is dropped into a hero’s arms where he mainly grumbles and then shifts to better take a nap. Klarion drops the baby essentials at them with no further explanations other then “here’s their favorite blanket, if they get fussy taco them; here’s the baby milk make sure it’s -200 F, they have an ice core, etc.” and then just DISAPPEARS after leaving what amounts to a month old infant in human heroes care.
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oreo-leon · 1 year
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Why does he say SWEETHEART ??? Does he want me to go feral??? Does he say that often to girls??? Why is he so casual about it???
He's not flirting with Ashley so this is just an affectionate pet name *cries* i love him so much
Ppl: omg leon must be so tired of ashley he hates her so much
Leon, referring to Ashley: sweetheart
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boxwinebaddie · 3 months
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i have writer's block and depression, so i have nothing major to post, but to cheer me up, i am giving you some slut era!jersey lore. <3
in rm!kyle's room, by the bed ( which, again, is a mattress on the floor with some navy target bedsheets on it; he's a whore, we know this ) / sometimes in the closet ( it depends how much ~stuff~ is in there )
there is a brown carboard box that has "Lost And Pound ;)" written on it in pink sharpie and big loopy girly #extra asf handwriting that bebe presented to fuccboi kyle one night as fun & fresh way to collect all the misc. articles of clothing, trinkets, invent-whorey items that his idiot boy hookups leave behind when kyle's done with them and they're being thrown out onto the street. <3
bc, usually, he'll give you likeeee thirty seconds to grab your shit and get out? but if you're too slow, sucks to suck...literally. so, as you can probably imagine, a LOT of boy belongings accumulate in there.
however, unlike an actual lost and found, if you forgot something, you cannot come back and get anything you accidentally left behind -- some boy left his nintendo switch and kyle threatened to Bludgeon Him with it if he so much as breathed in his direction again, lmaooo.
i'm so serious, like, if you manage to book a legendary jersey kyle session, one, congratulations, bc it was the lay of your life, two, i'm sorry because he's never going to call you, but most importantly three, once you pass under the too low, paint-chipped doorway into his room ( ky hits his head on it 25/8, it pisses him off so much )
— you better hope that once you exit out through that doorway ( or the window if kyle is Extra Irritated ) that you have anything you love and treasure On Your Person as you go, because once it's in the lost and pound, it's blondies property and if you try to talk to him OUTSIDE abt it??? ohhhh my God, dude, he will pretend not to know you, he will squint at ur dick, he will Embarrass and HUMILITATE you in ways that you will think about at your wedding, your child's first birthday party, every xmas...jersey will chew you up and spit you out.
ergo?
don't try it.
anyways! i got sidetracked. so where i was going was that while no pathetic idiot worm boy kyle sleeps with is allowed to reclaim his missing shit, sheila taught kyle to be a ~resourceful king~, so kyle just offers the Objects Of Rejection up to marj, bebe and tweek to use for various art projects. ex. if tweek is painting but doesn't want to get paint on his clothes, he can use a lost and pound shirt, if bebe wants to do a fashion girl thing, she can use a flannel as scrap fabric, tbh sometimes marj sews patches into her skirts/makes aprons/uses socks & stuff as rags when she's doing cleaning around the house.
i'd call the l&p a slutty college boy good will, but it's more of a...
Bad Won't
...if you will. ;)
well, whatever the case, kyle is evil and unsentimental and refuses to create any sort of accidental attachments to said stupid boy things, so everyone can do what they please with the lost and pound items.
usually it's just clothes, but sometimes they get Good Shit like air pods once??? omg??? one time they got a cellphone, an apple watch!!
boys do leave their car keys and you'd think kyle would be nice and give them back, but...kyle is Naught Nice, lol, so if ur lucky he'll say something like "go long, football boy" and chuck them out the window and if you are Unlucky, he'll call you on the burner cellphone from a past lost and pound experience and make you listen to your car keys getting absolutely demolished by the garbage disposal <3
...he's just so Sweet, isn't he?
luv u jers xx ;)))
tldr; lost and pound supremacy! the gayng do be grabbin a hoodie from the l&p when they're freezing bc they late paying the electric bill, doing artsy stuff or just bc they think a shirt is cool. speaking of,
i think there was a crimson dawn teeshirt in there once...
Interesting.
-uncle nina, finders keeper of the j.k. lost and pound <3
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ickypuppi3 · 11 months
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one of my biggest pet peeves has to be when i tell someone i can’t do something (academically) in casual conversation and they take it upon themselves to try to ‘teach me’ even when i’ve explicitly told them not to like !! don’t piss me off ..
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bkgml · 1 year
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hiii do u think u could write something where maybe bakugo has been stressed lately. never yells at his so, treats them so good but one night after a stressful day, he’s dreaming and his hands burn up a little while he’s holding their waist, and burns them and he doesn’t wake or anything and they try to hide it from him, he finds out and is like super upset at himself and is distant etc hehe :,-) i rlly like ur writing so i’d be excited if u got to write something like this or anything in general
omg omg this is such a great idea!
youre cooking dinner when you hear the front door swing open.
“hi, honey!” you call to him, ready to switch off the burner so you can give him a welcome home kiss.
in return, all you get is a sigh as he sits on the couch.
“katsuki?” you call as you turn the corner from the kitchen to the living room.
you see him, head in his hands and still in his hero suit.
you walk towards him and thread your fingers through his hair, pulling his head toward your stomach.
normally he’d wrap his arms around your waist and nuzzle into your stomach.
but today, he got news that he was being sent on a mission to canada for three months.
away from you.
away from his home.
away from everyone.
and if accepts it, it’s practically a guaranteed job offer to being the number one hero, his dream. though, it would put a large rift in your relationship as he wouldn’t be able to contact you in any way.
he stands from his spot on the couch.
“uh, i’m gonna shower. need to think for a minute.” he says, giving you a lifeless peck to your temple before he turns to leave.
you’d be upset, but he seems stressed. so instead you decide to throw pyjamas in the dryer for him so they’ll be warm once he’s out and start plating dinner.
you set the table before hearing the water shut off.
“ack!” you yelp, running to grab his pyjamas from the dryer.
“hey katsuki?” you call to him, knocking on the door.
you see his pretty face, ridden with stress as he opens the door.
“hm?” he asks lowly.
despite his worry, you still smile at his tired eyes and soft voice.
before you speak, you press a sweet kiss to his nose and watch his eyes flutter shut at the contact.
“brought you warm jammies.” you whisper, kissing his nose again.
he sighs against you before opening the door wider and bringing you into his arms.
“hi.” you whisper.
“mm.” he grunts, but you know he means ‘thank you, love you’.
you pull away after a minute.
“get dressed, dinners on the table.” you smile.
he nods and you head back into the kitchen.
the two of you eat dinner in silence while he thinks to himself.
“what’s on your mind?” you ask as the two of you wash the dishes.
he sets the final plate into the cupboard and clears his throat.
“just work.” he says.
“hmm. i’m sorry baby boy.” you coo, dragging your nails up his arms.
he groans, leaning back into you.
you hug him from behind, reaching your hand under his shirt and brushing against his abs soothingly.
“you gonna tell me specifically?” you ask softly.
he sighs and straightens up.
“not until i decide what to do.” he replies, turning in your arms.
you smile sadly and take him by the hand into your bedroom.
“sleep on it then?” you ask and he nods.
as the two of you get ready for bed in silence you wonder what has him so stressed out.
if he couldn’t save someone he would be more upset and he would’ve told you.
if there was a deadline coming up for his report of a scene he would’ve worked on it today.
if he was being sent on a mission he would be happy.
unless?
“come to bed.” katsuki’s call for you interrupts your thoughts and you shut the bathroom light off before climbing into bed with him.
you stroke his cheek affectionately.
“you sure i cant help with the decision?” you try one more time.
he grabs your palm off his cheek and presses a kiss to it.
“not this time, sweetness.” he replies.
you sigh but nod nonetheless before turning away from him.
he wraps his arms around your waist and pulls you close, pressing kisses to your shoulder.
“i love you, katsuki. i know you’ll make a good decision.” you smile, turning your head to him.
he smiles sadly in return and presses a kiss to your lips, the first of the night.
it continues for minutes as he conveys every emotion within him.
his stress.
his love.
his anger.
his sorrow.
and you take it all, drinking it in and calming the storm brewing in his mind.
“i love you more.” he says.
you grin sheepishly and press a final peck to his lips.
“get some rest, kay?” you smile and lay your head on his arm.
“alright.” he says back, arms tightening around you.
as the two of you sleep, your mind is calm, full of white noise of love and laughter. while katsuki’s mind is plagued with darkness, storms returning with fury as he fights to make the right decision.
katsuki’s ferocious dreams bleed into yours as you feel white hot pain on your torso.
you open your already tear filled eyes and see katsuki’s hands burning into your flesh the same way his dreams burned yours.
you swallow a cry, a shout, you wrangle yourself out of his arms and throw yourself onto the other end of the bed.
you see your katsuki, eyes still closed, brain still unconscious, as he burns himself now.
“katsuki! katsuki wake up, baby. you’re burning yourself!” you shriek.
“katsuki!”
his eyes snap open and his quirk deactivates immediately.
“fuck! i’m sorry.” he apologizes for scaring you.
“did you hurt yourself? let me see!” you cry, lifting his shirt seeing the minor burns on his skin.
“shit… i really liked this shirt.” he attempts to joke but you huff and glare at him.
jumping out of bed you grab his hand and start pulling him to the bathroom.
“i need to clean your wounds.” you mumble.
he follows and sees your charred shirt.
“did i hurt you??” he asks, worry laced in his tone.
“i’m fine, you just got my shirt.” you lie, turning on the bathroom light.
the two of you step in the bathroom.
“sit on the edge of the tub. where’s the first aid kit?” you say looking around the room.
he sits silently while keeping his eyes locked on your torso.
you open the cupboard under the sink and find what you’re looking for.
you walk towards katsuki while opening the first aid kit and ruffling through it while mumbling to yourself.
when you’re in arms reach his hands grab the back of your thighs.
your mumbling ceases and the bathroom goes quiet.
setting the first aid kit on the toilet you thread your fingers through his hair similarly to when he first came home tonight.
“did i burn you?” he whispers, restating his question.
“no, katsuki. i told you, it’s just my shirt. let’s get you clean-“ you’re forced to cut yourself off as he lifts your shirt and sees the nauseating burns on your torso.
his breath hitches and you look down to see tears falling from his eyes.
“it’s not your fault.” you rush to tell him.
his eyes look to yours.
those glossy, heart shattering eyes looking to you for guidance, for an answer.
“it’s not your fault.” you repeat.
he looks back at your burns before his eyes return to yours.
“i burned you.” he whispers, voice cracking.
“you were unconscious.” you whisper back, leaning down to press your forehead to his.
“it’s okay. it’s okay. it’s okay.” you repeat as your arms wrap around his head and his face finds the junction between your neck and shoulder.
his sobs begin to fill the bathroom and you hold him and repeat to him.
“it’s okay. it’s okay. it’s okay.”
ten minutes later he’s calm enough.
“you going to tell me what has you this worked up, now?” you ask.
“they want me to go on a no-contact mission for three months. in canada.” he whispers, numb from his crying.
you kiss his dried tears and he allows his eyes to fall shut.
“if it means you get that number one spot like you’ve always dreamed then we can get through it, katsuki.” you say.
“i’m not going.” he replies, snapping out of his numbed stare.
you blink at him.
“what do you mean? this is your dream and i’m going to support you every step of the way.” you smile.
“i’m not going.” he repeats as he grabs your hand and pulls you through the house.
you follow, confused.
“katsuki??”
“i’m taking your ass to the hospital.” he says, tightening his grip on your hand.
“we’re getting these burns treated.” he grabs his keys and opens the front door.
“i’m going to work ten times as hard.” he pulls you out the door and to his car.
“i’m going to be the number one hero.” he opens your car door and helps you sit.
“and i’m going to do it all right here. with you.” he confirms, grinning determinedly at you.
a bright smile takes over your face as you grab his cheeks and kiss him sweetly.
“i love you.” you whisper.
“i love you more and i’m sorry i burned you, baby girl. never again, okay?” he says, pecking your cheeks repeatedly.
you nod in affirmation and he closes your car door.
while he walks to his side, he takes in the fresh air for the first time since he felt the crushing weight of the rift between you and his work life.
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chaepink · 1 year
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who loves to be marked? | sub!mha boys
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wc: 410+ words | masterlist
dom!gn!reader, suggestive, marking, biting, spanking
haikyuu boys edition
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Midoriya
blushes whenever you bite/mark him, whether teasingly or while you two are making out
likes calling hickeys love bites, says it sounds "better"
you think its rather cute
mark him right in the middle of his neck so its high enough that the collar of his uniform cant cover it
definitely gets embarrassed when his friends tease him for them
especially when there's a bunch and its really bruised
it doesn't help that you're all smug about it either
he loves them though, he promises!
his favorite spot to get marked would be his chest so that only he can see them
definitely is shy when begging to be marked
"p-please-"
"please what, baby?"
"m-mark me please.."
but becomes less shameful about it later on when he's being fucked dumb
Bakugo
no matter how much he denies it, you know he loves when you mark him
especially when you bite him, hard
use a canine to bite the lobe of his ear hard enough to draw blood, he'll fucking moan
"f-fuck y-yes, do that again please"
he loves when you're rough with him in general and its the same when you're marking him
mark him everywhere!! he doesn't care
he'll proudly show them off
grip his thighs hard enough when you're holding them down so that it stays red for a while
or or!!
spank his ass so many times to the point he's sobbing and his ass is full on red with your handprint stamped on it for a day or two
he would definitely wear extra short, tight booty shorts around you with half of his ass out so that he can tease you with how red it is
you bit his ass once as a joke but he kept begging you to do it again
what a freak (affectionate)
Kirishima
pull on his hair and leave a dark mark on his throat
go on, I know you wanna
that'll make him whimper so hard, both from the hair pulling and how hard you're marking his neck
"ah! p-pull harder!"
he likes it when you mark his chest too
his hero costume exposes it and you forgot about that one time so all the marks you left on him the previous night were put on display the next day
oh and don't forget to leave bite marks!!
those are his favorite
just bite extra hard so that he lets out a loud moan and so that the mark will stay there for absolute days
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ty for reading to the end! ❤ - chaepink
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bakubunny · 7 months
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izuku is moaning louder than he ever has in his life. he’s a little self conscious about it because you’ve never seen him like this before, heck, he's never seen himself like this before, but he has no control over the sounds coming out of his chest.
“...oh fuck oh fuck oh fuck!"
izuku, the sweet, loving partner he is, agreed to let you fuck him with a strap.
"...fuck, baby, that feels so good, shit, holy shit, fuck..."
you might have been joking a little the first time you suggested it, but when his face turned beet red and he laughed nervously, you found your cheeks heating up just the same at the thought of him underneath you. and now he is.
"...'s too much, i can't, too much, fuck..." he's coming unhinged at the seams with the perfect way your hips smack into his as your strap bullies his ass, hitting his prostate in a way that makes his head spin.
you slow down, softening your thrusts out of genuine concern and he whines. "you sure, baby? you need me to stop?"
"nonono, p-please, don't stop, please," izuku begs, a frantic look of need in his eyes.
you kiss him, full of love and warmth. "since you asked so nicely...."
you return to your previous pace and fuck him hard. you can't help but think, as his eyes roll and another heavy groan leaves his chest, you finally get why your big, strong hero loves to split you in half and fuck you dumb any chance he gets.
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mysicklove · 9 months
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i had the most unhinged thought and raced to your inbox because i need this demon expelled from my body asap. hawks coming home from the worst day of patrol, everything went wrong and he had to speak up at a press conference, play the part of perfect, and all he wants is to melt into your touch. you can see it in his eyes, the dark circles, and the weary tilt of his smile. "baby bird," his voice is hoarse, "need you to hurt me tonight," so he can finally unravel. you're the only one he wants to be perfect for. okay goodbyeee 💀
𝐔𝐍𝐌𝐀𝐑𝐊𝐄𝐃 𝐂𝐀𝐍𝐕𝐀𝐒
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Pairing: Masochist! Hawks x Gn! Sadist! Reader
CW: face slapping, lots of blood, cock stepping, kicking, bruising, cock slapping, heavy degration, loss of air, mean reader, tons and tons of tears, scratching, mouth spitting, no mention of safe word but keep in mind it is there !!!
A/N: anon im sorry i totally changed ur thing, i just saw masochist hawks and sprinted. the demons wrote this, not me. dont look at me everyone. HEED THE TAGS
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it was a way to blow off steam. something that he looks forward to, just some time where he doesn't have to think anymore. only feeling he has the stinging sensations and the tears that prick his eyes. it was an embaressing obsession he had. he loved pain.
Keigo walks to the bedroom, his hero costume tattered, and dark circles under his eyes. he is exhausted, but coming to you for your touch. pulling you close to him, and mumbling into your neck how bad he wants you to hurt him. till he bruises and bleeds. till every thought just disappears except for you.
and so you pull away, and slap him. it makes him tumble backward, and his yellow glasses fall off. he touches the tingling feeling on his face, blood spilling out from the skin caught on your wedding ring. you dont let up, sending another loud smack across his face, and this time he does fall to the ground, landing on his ass.
tears prick at his eyes, and he can feel his lip tear open. the taste of blood coats his mouth and he gulps, looking up at you for more.
he feels your foot jab onto his clothed cock and he keens, wincing up at you. "w-wait," he stutters, throwing his head back when your press even harder. "fuck!"
"wait? you want me to wait? after you begged for it like a dog?" he is squirming under you, tears now streaming down his face as you dig your foot into his pants.
"'m sorry. sorry—you are going to kill me!" he pleads, hands trying to dig themself into the carpet to fight back against the pain.
you sigh, and let up, instead using your foot to push at his chest, causing him to fall over and onto his back. "take off your clothes, Keigo," you mumble, taking a seat on the bed with crossed legs and staring down at him.
"okay. okay. I will. Just give me a minute!" he pants, tearing off his jacket and shirt as fast as he can. he knows something is coming, you werent playing nice.
you dont give him enough time, he reaches for his pants, and without hesitation you slam your foot into his stomach. he goes tumbling backwards and lands on his side, curling into a ball and panting. his eyes are wide and he is gripping onto his adomen. it surely will leave a huge bruise tomorrow. but thats not what he is worried about, he cant breathe.
"awww, did you get the wind knocked out of you? that's what happens when you move too slow," you tease, as you take in his appearance. he trembles in front of you, looking up at you in fear. tears drip down his cheeks and onto the ground, as he tries and fails to catch his breath.
you giggle at him, padding over to him. he flinches at the footsteps, bracing himself for another kick, but you just begin to unbutton his pants, pulling them down. "useless thing, arent you. cant follow any directions," you coo, now tearing off his boxers.
his cock springs out, tip red and leaking pre cum. "such a pervert! you sick fuck, keigo. who gets hard from getting beat?" you land another slap to his thigh, and his whole body jerks.
you smile at the red handprint, glancing back at him to see him beginning to drool. its coated red from the blood from his cheek and lip. he's is still heaving from the kick, eyes wide, and body gasping for oxygen.
"say Hawks do you get turned on when you are losing against villains? pop a boner like a freak for anyone who hits you?"
his eyes flash to you and he is shaking his head desperately. his words are breathless, "no. no. 'm not a freak!"
a quick, but harsh slap to his cock. he jumps again, globs of tears falling quicker. "fuckkkkk," he whimpers, shaking his head back and forth. his whole body shakes, and fingers dig into his own skin.
"you liar! do you want to be kicked again?"
"no no no no. im sorry. im sorry! im a freak. a pervert who likes to get hit. im sorry," he sobs, reaching for your ankle for comfort. you slap it away and he hisses, rubbing the back of it with a sniffle.
but you smile at him and lean over to sit on his chest. his head is still lolled to the side and his body racks with sobs. "shhhhhhh. so whiny Keigo. thanks for admitting it. my disgusting pervert. here, a reward."
you grab his face, hard enough to bruise, and force him to look up at you. his eyes are half shut in a wince, but he tries to force them open to look at you. you pry his mouth open, lean forward, and drop a glob of spit into his mouth.
he doesnt hesitate to swallow it, opening his mouth up again and sticking his tongue out to show you its gone. "th-thank you," he whimpers, and you smile fondly at him.
you hands trail up and down his down his body, sending vicicoius red raised scratchmarks along his pretty skin. "now, pervert....what should we do to this pretty canvas?"
he grins up at you, tears still dripping, and blood staining his cheeks and lips, but still stars in his eyes. "anything."
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i-cant-sing · 9 months
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I was rereading some of your works and this line stuck out to me
‘Enji is keeping up with all your cravings, no matter how weird. You're craving ice chips? Alright. You want ice cream at 3 am? The fridge is stocked with your favs. Oh no, you want soft serve? Its okay, princess, I'll drive us there. I'm sure they'll open the store for the no. 1 hero.’
I immediately pictured him, banging on the front door of the shop, absolutely panicked because his “baby” is hungry for ice cream and is worried that she’ll cry because of pregnancy hormones
HAHAHAHAHA YESSSSSS and like u can't blame him??? He's already so protective of you as his daughter, but not that you're pregnant with Ratsuki's baby, his protectiveness increases ten folds. Who knows what that devil's spawn is doing to your poor body???? How much pain you're in because of Ratsuki's baby????
Ugh, he just- even if you tell him how excited you are to gave this baby, Enji just can't stop fretting over you because you're his baby! Always were, and always will be!
Yandere dad Enji with pregnant daughter reader is literally so cute because there is nothing that will stop this man from making sure that you are healthy and comfortable and yes, he will still hold you whenever you're feeling down, baby bump or not, you weigh nothing to him🥰
You're feeling emotional and end up calling Enji (instead of Katsuki cause he's busy with work) and he hears a wobble in your voice? BAm, papa is at your door step in 10 minutes with ice cream and snacks and warm cuddles. Feel free to bitch about Katsuki to him (actually dont, he will kill him)
Ever since you got married and moved in with Katsuki, Enji had been missing your company. And once you had returned from your honeymoon and visited him, he realised just how terribly he missed you. So of course he grabs any opportunity to spend time with you. Baby checkup? Okay, papa Enji is coming to pick you up. Grocery shopping? How odd that he's also out of groceries. Cmon, lets shop together, and maybe some cute (SUPER EXPENSIVE, LUXURY BRANDED) maternity and baby clothes to spoil you. Nothing to do at home? Well, you can always help out dad at his work! Enji's sending a car to drive you to his company 🥰 And its like, even if you do have plans with Katsuki, Enji will pull some strings to make sure that Katsuki gets stuck at work while you sulk at home, awaiting your husband. But Enji will come to console you, cry on his shoulder baby. Sometimes, Enji will drop by unannounced, especially if he finds out that you're spending the weekend with Katsuki's parents. He'll be bringing in a boquet, kissing you on the cheek, before wrapping his coat around you, telling you that you must come home with him right away. And you're all like "??? Dad! I'm here with my in laws. I cant just up and leave-!" And he pulls the big sad eyes and says "Its Rei." and you automatically sigh and nod before going to apologise to Kats parents for cancelling your plans with them, claiming there's a "family emergency", which isnt a lie because yandere Rei is an EMERGENCY at all times. Its just, you've always known your mother's mental health was detoriating, but the rate at which it detoriated increased ten folds when you moved out. She's always been protective of you, because of all the trauma and because you're her youngest, so of course... she took it the hardest when you left her side to be with Katsuki. And before your marriage, you swore to your father that you'll always be there to help him with Mom, whenever needed, no questions asked. Its the only reason Enji gave you his blessing marry RATsuki. So whenever he misses you too much, he tells you that Rei is having another "episode" where she's screaming your name, crying that someone took you away and is hurting you, is resorting to harming herself, etc. And sometimes Rei does have these epiosdes, other times she doesnt, but it doesnt matter to either of them because if they want u home, you will come. And as soon as Enji has brought you to the Todoroki estate, your're running (or waddling) inside, immeadiately engulfed by your mother who will now proceed to coddle you and fret over you non stop for the next couple of days (spoon feeding you her food, brushing your hair until you dose off, rubbing your baby bump while humming lullabies. Enji's having the best time too becuase he gets to tuck you in at night and wake u in the morning and have more daddy-daughter ice cream dates with yall) until she's better or... well, your husbands comes to fetch you.
And Rat- KATSUKI, sees through all their BULLSHIT! But you dont and thats why he cant call them out on it. Thats why he must be the more patient one between him and your greedy parents.
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kingkatsuki · 1 year
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— forever
Warnings: 18+, non-con, baby trapping, Bakugou says he’s using a condom but doesn’t, creampies, breeding, pretty much yandere!Bakugou, manipulation, not proofread, Bakugou is just obsessed with you okay?
Word Count: 1.4k.
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There’s just something about the way that Bakugou loves you. It’s deeper, more intense than anything you’ve experienced before. A love that’s almost suffocating as it consumes you from the inside out, taking over every piece of you until there’s nothing but him.
Bakugou just doesn’t want to lose you, not when you’re so perfect.
He’s been so patient with you, dutifully walking you home after dates and leaving you on your doorstep. Building up from fleeting kisses on the cheek, to intense make out sessions that leave him standing outside all hot and bothered as you bid him goodnight. Walking home with a raging hard on between his thighs as he fists himself raw at home the same night, watching the creamy ropes of his spend hit the clean porcelain tiles of his bathroom floor as he stares down at the mess he always makes.
What a waste.
It would look far better splashed across your pretty skin, leaving silvery lines in his wake as he paints you with his release. Or even better— buried inside your tight little pussy so everyone knows that you belong to him.
Because you’re his, aren’t you? And he’d do anything it takes to keep you.
He can’t deny that he’s become a little obsessed with you since you both started dating, but it’s not his fault. Not when you’ve given him a taste of what he could have— and Bakugou’s a selfish man. He doesn’t want anyone else to have you.
You’re his.
He’s not a naive man, he’s heard your friends talking about how you can do better. That he’s keeping you away from them, and that they’re worried about you. But he’s doing it for your own good, they’re no good for you. You don’t need them when you’ve got him.
The media are no better, publishing articles about whether a Pro-Hero as volatile and explosive as Dynamight can ever truly love— and you’re the one sign that proves he can.
Maybe a little too much.
Bakugou’s practically in heaven the first time you agree to have sex with him. Moving to that stage in the relationship he reckons should’ve happened weeks ago, thoughts of how wet and warm your cunt would feel completely consuming his mind as he thinks about it at the worst times.
Your pliant body so eager and willing for him, splayed beneath him like a meal he’s ready to sink his teeth into. Cock heavy and weeping with pre as the swollen tip bumps your puffy clit, practically feeling the heat radiating from you as he moves to push forward when—
“Wait, Katsuki. A condom—”
He’s livid, honestly. No, incensed.
He’s waited weeks to have you like this, to fill you to the brim with his cum and to claim you as his own and you whispered those words so sweetly. Like you were doing him a favour.
His jaw clenches as he smooths the gummy latex down his length, feeling it cling to him uncomfortably as he finally pushes forward. Grunting when he feels your tight walls cling to him, but it’s just not the same. The thin barrier prevents him from feeling every inch of you, from consuming you whole.
You writhe beneath him, clinging to his broad shoulders as you practically beg for his cum. The cum that he would’ve happily given to you if you hadn’t made him confine it to nothing more than sticky latex. Canting his hips into you as he felt his release fill the condom, an uncomfortable weight inside it as he pulls out of your spent cunt to see it bare of any trace of him. Your creamy slick coats the condom, clinging to the material like it should be clinging to him. He pulls it off and ties the end with distaste, what a fuckin’ waste.
But you’ve always been a tempting seductress, coaxing him in with your innocent eyes that are really anything but. Wrapping your arms around his shoulders to bring him into a salacious kiss as you straddle one of his thick thighs, press your clothed cunt against hard muscle as you grind against him.
“Need you,” You whisper, and it’s all Bakugou needs to hear.
Movements hot and heavy as he pushes you towards your bedroom, letting you land on delicate sheets as he moves to devour you. Dipping two thick digits inside your hungry walls, curling them towards the spongy spot inside you as he hears you beg for more, beg for him. A calloused thumb swipes against your clit as you cry out his name, begging for his cock— and tonight he’ll give it to you.
“Katsu— ah, condom—”
That same word that has his blood boiling and hands igniting. Roughly flipping you onto your chest as he leans over you, opening your bedside drawer to find the small square packets as he tears it open with his teeth. Pulling the rubber out as he makes a show of discarding the foil packet beside your head, right where you can see it.
But he’s got no intention of using it tonight. His hands are smeared with the lubrication, sticky and uncomfortable as he spreads your cheeks. Thumbing your tight asshole as you gasp, turning back to him in surprise as he pushes your head back down.
“Don’t worry, sweetheart. I’m just touching,” He coos, “You’re just so pretty.”
Oh, that hole will be his soon. Like all the rest of you, you’ll always be his.
He keeps a palm spreading your cheeks as he takes his cock in his fist, smoothing the leaking tip through your messy folds as your bone the wiser. Groaning at how you really feel without and stupid barriers— wet, warm and eager for him as you grind your hips back against him.
“Put it in, Katsuki,” You whine, “Need you.”
Yeah, you do. You need him so fuckin’ bad. Your cunt practically sucks him in as he eases his hips forward, groaning at the feel of your bare walls for the first time, no distracting barriers as he gives an experimental thrust.
He won’t last long like this, and he knows it. Steadying himself above you as he leans his weight on top of you. Forearms on either side of your head as he starts a rough pace, the sound of skin against skin fills the room as he gives you everything he’s got. Those weeks of waiting for this are nothing compared to having you here and now, claiming you as his own.
Pressing wet, sloppy kisses against your cheek as he fucks you with vigour, your moans only goad him on as he’s certain you prefer this too.
“‘m gonna cum,” You cry out, and it’s like a gift from the gods when he feels your walls clamp around his cock with no latex barriers in his way.
“Gonna fill you so good, sweetheart,” He groans, lips flush against your ear as he breathes in the scent of you, “Gonna make you mine.”
Bakugou thinks about how easy it would be to breed you, to fuck a baby into you and have you all soft and round with his child. The perfect little housewife to stay with him forever—
And Bakugou cums hard.
Hips stuttering as empties his balls inside your warm, wet cunt. Filling you to the brim with spurts of his cum, feeling it overflow as his hips keep rutting into you, fucking it deeper inside you as the lewd squelch fills the room.
“Katsuki, stop—“ You gasp, your body shaking beneath him, “Did the condom come off inside me?”
There’s a slight panic to your voice, and Bakugou would be lying if he said it didn’t turn him on. His cock throbbing in tandem with the sweet tone to it, pulling out as he masks the groan from deep in his chest with annoyance, feigning disdain as he reaches out to grab the forgotten condom. His cock now glazed in a layer of your creamy slick, glistening with you. He’s already hard and throbbing for you again, desperate to feel the warmth of your cunt hugging him once more. And it takes every ounce of self-restraint he has not to slide back inside you again.
“Fuck, condom broke,” He grunts. The lie leaves his lips so effortlessly, “Sorry sweetheart.”
But he’s not sorry, he’s anything but.
Especially when he sees his creamy spend begin to drip from your stretched little hole, dribbling down your slit as it coats your clit. Thick globs of it drip onto the once clean sheets beneath you as he parts your cheeks for a better look.
But he knows deep down, now you’ve had a taste you’re just as corrupt as he is.
Besides, now he’s ruined you for anyone else.
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moonlight-prose · 4 months
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well um hi again 🌼🤍 i would love a drabble of just like Jake lockley and reader making out 🥴🥴🥴🥴🥴🥴🥴 i know it would fix me i know it. Anyways i love sleepovers I'm glad you're doing one 🩵🩵🩵🩵🩵
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𝐃𝐈𝐕𝐈𝐍𝐄 𝐍𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐓𝐒
a/n: hello babes! honestly i am trying to remember which sleepover this was for and i think it was for synthwave. anyways it's taken me months, but i am here for the jake lockley spice. if i'm being real a good makeout session with him would heal me too. he's just got that power. it's a small drabble, but enjoy!
summary: the mornings were calm, unfettered peace. but the nights...those were divine.
word count: 0.5k+
pairing: jake lockley x reader
warnings: SEMI-EXPLICI SO MINORS DNI, makeout sessions, hair pulling, jake lockley being a sexy menace, they're so obsessed with each other it's sickening, it gets hot and heavy, reader is described wearing a dress.
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You couldn’t remember how you got there.
The rush to get inside was now a haze in your mind, his touch the cause of so much vanishing from your thoughts. If you tried to concentrate all you could feel was him. The way he gripped at you before you even made it to the front door. Dinner was cut short by a problem—Jake leaving the restaurant only to return an hour later, white shirt stained in blood, curls awry, and hands bruised.
He expected you to be upset, chastise him with words that would later come into play when he apologized.
He didn’t expect you to kiss him.
To say you had the self control to make it to the bedroom was a blatant lie. Which is why you collapsed atop him on the couch, your lips unable to detach themselves from his. He pulled you close with a pained groan, hips canting up to meet yours, blood no doubt bleeding into the pretty mauve colored dress you wore.
You sighed into his mouth, fingers tangling in his curls, and let him ruck up the skirt of your outfit. Pink wasn’t really your color anyways and besides…if it wasn’t blood then certainly something else would have stained the fabric. Neither of you were too proud of how quick your inhibitions took control. The incessant need was a thrumming pulse that beat beside your heart, a reminder that you wanted him, that you needed him.
“Amorcita,” he rasped, teeth scraping along the shell of your ear, fingers digging into your hips. “You’re getting messy.”
A smile curved along your lips as you brushed your lips along his. “Not my fault someone had to be a hero tonight.”
He smirked. “No. It’s not.”
“Besides…” You met his tongue with yours, tasting the slight bitterness of his mezcal from earlier. A soft moan was pressed into your mouth, hand sliding up your back to grip at your dress and pull it up even higher until cold air washed across the small of your back. “I like when you make me messy.”
The hitch in his chest didn’t go unnoticed by him, but you didn’t have time to comment on it. His lips finding yours with a renewed passion, a deep rumble tearing from his chest as he clutched you even closer. Intent on melding the two of you together. Your knees pressed roughly into the couch, fingers pulling at his hair painfully, but you could practically feel the need begin to bleed into the air around you.
“That right?”
You nodded, dragging your hips forward slightly, a whine building up in your throat, only for him to kiss it away. He licked into your mouth, spit now spread along your bottom lip. You felt the breath faint in your chest—a reminder to pull away—but you couldn’t find the strength to do so. The intoxication of him ate away at your heart. A need you did what you could to keep.
“Then let me make you messy amorcita,” he murmured, hand tangling in the hair at the base of your neck, tugging it roughly until you were parted with a gasp. A string of spit connecting his lips to yours. “Let me stain you baby.”
A broken sound tore from your throat, fingers digging into his chest as your lips formed around a divine fucking words he felt down to his very core.
Please.
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sickeninglyshoujo · 2 months
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God you’re gonna hate me for this thought but after reading dad!simon all I kept thinking was
What if the daughter did die? Like id imagine reader being fuckin PISSED and kinda being closed off with Simon cus she didn’t want her daughter being in the army and Simon wasn’t hearing her concerns
oh
oh i do hate you
but i had to write it
teared up twice writing it and said i cant cry tonight about this
part 1 - dad!simon
word count: 750
warnings: death, grief
buy me a ko-fi
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They brought your daughter home in a plain pine box.
They wouldn’t let you see her no matter how you wept and tore at the lid that had been nailed tightly shut.
“Just let me see my baby, I need to make sure it’s her…Let me see her just once please…” You cried to her C.O. The man gave a pained look above your shoulder at your husband, ever your shadow, who took his silent plea and wrapped his hands around your shoulders and pulled you into his chest.
He didn’t know you could scream like that.
The days immediately after the funeral are the worst. You sit in the kitchen chair where you woodenly placed yourself after returning from the graveyard. Your eyes stare into the air in the space in front of you, unfocused and unseeing.
The kitchen hurts the most.
This was where you had so many family dinners, first with your messy baby in her high chair, a headstrong toddler demanding her own utensils, a gap-toothed child rolling her eyes at her parent’s sneaking kisses over lasagna, a moody pre-teen who insisted that she be allowed to go to base with Simon, a teenager too pretty for her own good asking her father about his time spent in the field.
You knew it was a matter of time. She took after her father more than you. When you argued with her, it was like staring into your husband’s face. Quiet determination and a total lack of regard for anything except their motives.
At 18, she enlisted. She laughed at your worried frown as her father clapped her on the back and shook her hand, “Welcome, Recruit.”
Her training with the SAS was supplemented by her father, making her truly a force to be reckoned with when put against her fellow recruits. She began bragging to you on her phone calls home, telling you all about how she planted the men flat on their asses in sparring!
Then she was no longer a recruit, but a fully enlisted member being sent onto missions with real gunfire and real danger.
You had never been one quick to prayer, even when Simon was in the service but that changed when your daughter started getting sent all over the globe in order to serve her country, until she makes one final journey home.
Simon stops eating at the table. He can’t bear to watch you sit there, eyes staring into nothing. Any words his mouth could form wouldn’t fix this. How he groomed your daughter for military duty from the cradle. Which of those trips to base was the one that had lit the spark that destined her for service? Was it one too many war stories told to her in the cradle when he was explaining where he had been? Why he hadn’t heard her first words, but that he was here now and ready to hear her talk his ear off.
You start to slowly leave the kitchen table: Perching yourself on the sofa in the living room, watching the corner she usually sat in.
Simon stops sitting in his recliner, opting instead for his office. He can’t watch you stare at the empty seat even if he had been doing the same.
It comes to a head nearly a month after her burial.
“Why can’t you look at me Simon!”
His head whips around, you hadn’t spoken much for weeks and now you were yelling at him, just this side of hysteria.
“I lost my daughter and now my husband can’t even look at me! I’m hurting Simon! I never wanted her to enlist, but you had to play war hero! You always had to be her hero and now she’s gone Si! She’s gone and I’m losing you at the same time!” Your tears are overflowing now, you’re swiping at your eyes and trying to not let them travel down your cheeks in a losing battle.
Simon’s mouth is agape, “Dove, I-”
“Don’t ‘Dove’ me! You haven’t talked to me Simon! You haven’t held me! You haven’t tried to tell me it’ll be ok and that we’ll get through this! We haven’t even slept in the same fucking bed together Simon!”
He had hoped you wouldn’t notice how he had opted for the uncomfortable loveseat hidden in his office. He had hoped you were too lost in your thoughts and grief to notice.
“Simon I can’t do this with you if you won’t help me. I need a break. I’m living with two ghosts now.”
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unavoidedbyme · 1 year
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OMORI casts giving you nicknames and reverse
featuring: SUNNY, BASIL, HERO, AUBREY, KEL, MARI, CAPTAIN SPACEBOY, SWEETHEART
tw: if you count fluff as a tw then yes, fluff warning
SUNNY
man. This boy has a lot of cute nicknames for you but he’s very shy to use it
so most of the time he’ll just call you by your name instead
it honestly makes you sad
and he notices it
so he starts to use more cute nicknames!
you ALWAYS call him with nicknames
there isn’t a day pass without you calling him with nicknames
and he’s very flustered about it
he’s very cute 10/10 boyfriend material
protect him at all cost
a plus point if you use the right ones when you’re comforting him!
nicknames he gave you:
sweetheart
love
blossom
light
lovely
or just your name
the nicknames you gave him:
sunshine
sun
sweet
my future husband
mi sol (my sun)
lovely
darling (this makes him very flustered btw)
sunset
he really likes ‘sunshine’ and ‘darling’
he always get flustered when you use ‘my future husband’
he’s really shy if you call him that on public though
he sometimes might get uncomfortable by some of the nicknames…(he’s not used with affection after 4 years shutting himself)
that’s why you should ask him, but as a sweetheart he is he often doesn’t tell you because he felt really bad
my baby is so soft for you❤️
im begging you please reassure him that its fine
BASIL
he’s not too sure on nicknames
but if it makes you happy he will gladly do it!
he loves you very much
like SUNNY, he will get flustered if you call him with nicknames
like he was just watering his plants one moment
and you called him “love”
his face instantly turned into a tomato
this boy would pass out anytime soon
please don’t be too harsh on him…
nicknames he gave you:
flower
love
sweet
bub
my love
nicknames you gave him:
my flower boy
sugar
honeycomb
mi corazón
plant…💀
i can imagine when you too were cuddling and then he suddenly wakes up from his spot
you scream asked him where is he going
“plant!! where are you going?!”
he’s just there, dumbfounded by the sudden burst of nickname
“w-what..?”
HERO
omg he’s low key the definition of gentleman
like this mans showers you with all that cheesy stuff…
he loves pda so be prepared
really loves giving you cheesy nicknames
it flutters you so much and he doesn’t even know it
like he’s doing it not on purpose
he’s calling you all that genuinely
nicknames he gave you:
princess/prince/royalty
love bug
my dear
my other half
babe
honey
dove
nicknames you gave him:
handsome
good looking
husband material
darls (a short for darling)
dearie
he adores you alright?
so when he calls you ‘honey’ he cant help but to look at you lovingly
and it made you even more flustered
you thought that he was doing it on purpose
but nooo, he actually does mean it
keep him save please
marry him if can
AUBREY
she hates nicknames when you two are on public
but when you two are alone
please always use them
she really needs reassurance and just by calling her sweet things?
she’s already melting in your arms
there are some tolarable nicknames though
but i would not recommend it
just use it in a private area like her room or when you two are alone
nicknames she gave you:
heartbeat
sweet
babe
nicknames you gave her:
casanova
cherrybomb
lovely
dear
ma chérie
angel face(very flustered on this one lmao)
auby
please always use nicknames when you two are alone
she’s begging you
it reassures her that you’ll never leave her
the tolerable ones are ‘cherrybomb’
and the others are used in private
KEL
uh😨
okay so first
he gives you very weird nicknames that honestly kind of endearing…
he loves you vv much
he COULD give you some normal nicknames…
but it would be very rare
he just calls you anything tbh
like one moment he accidentally calls you ‘my basketball’
?????
basketball??????😭..
nicknames he gave you:
my love
basketball…
orange joe
sweet cheeks
cute face
my bike
nicknames you gave him:
crazy orange joe fan
orange
my love
dearest
star
kelsey
he got completely off guard when you called him his real name
but it doesn’t mean he doesn’t like it
he really loves it!
he wants you to call him that everyday
but when you does that his mind goes completely out
just.. 😭
he’s precious so its okay
MARI
god saves you from her teasing nicknames🙏
istg you’ll die from embarrassment
this girl has no break from her teases
one moment you were glad that its finally over
and then boom, she’s already teasing you again
you’ll need SUNNY’s help to get you out of there…
but she really means it!!
every little things she does
she loves you and if you do get uncomfortable
just tell her and she’ll stop
she will buy you anything you want or just cuddles you as an apology
nicknames she gave you:
babe
hot stuff
my queen/king/royalty
my dream girl/boy/person
dolly
wifey/hubby/spousey
pookie bear
nicknames you gave her:
marchioness
loves
honeybunch
sweetheart
my light
she really loves being called marchioness by you
she’ll fall heed over heals for you if you call her that
you could even say that as a revenge for teasing you
she’ll be embarrassed
trust me
CAPTAIN SPACEBOY
AWWW ITS THE SWEET BBY
he’s really REALLY soft with you..
so you’ll be receiving cute and soft nicknames from him!
he loves you dearly
so please tresure him :(
he already got his heart broken two times
and its with the same girl..
so protect him with all costs alright?
nicknames he gave you:
sunshine
beautiful
my lovely
dear
corazón
nicknames you gave him:
captain of my heart (usually to tease him)
lover boy
dear
rey
bubs
star
i repeat, protect him at all cost.
please he’s literally so tired of people using him
treat him right and the crew might approve you
oh right i forgot to tell you that his crew does not like any of their boss’ partner
so if you got their approval then you’re lucky
SWEETHEART
tease her
but not too much
she might kick you out of her castle☠️
she’s kind of a tsundere???
but she also kind of likes it when you tease her
it made her heart goes fuzzy wuzzy inside
when the first time that happened, she thought she was sick
so she goes to a doctor (that doctor is a sprout mole)
and the doctor said she’s dying..
she panics and starts crying on your arms
you asked her why she’s crying, and is completely dumbfounded when she told you the whole deal
nicknames she gave you:
cake
sunstar
my muse
my brain (because yk, she’s the ‘heart’ you get what i mean)
love
or your name
nicknames you gave her:
sweetface
darling
love
queen bee
babe
beloved
like what i’ve said
she sometimes felt her heart beating so fast when you use nicknames
and she got ‘diagnosed’ by a sprout mole that she’ll die
which got you kicking out the sprout mole who dare to call your beloved like that
the other sprout moles has been quiet after that
a/n: this was honestly really fun, i’ll try to make more of these.
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bugsinshoes · 16 days
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ok so i just watched @fordtato and @hkthatgffan 's respective videos about their interview with THE alex hirsch and i wanna just say OH MY GOD like SERIOUSLY
im gonna put my thoughts under the cut so theres no spoilers if you havent seen it already (BUT GO WATCH THEM NOW PLEASE !!!) + its gonna be LONG so BEAR WITH ME
ok, so i have MANY thoughts so sorry if none of this is coherent 😭 (this is not in chronological order of when the questions were asked, just me spewing out my totally normal thoughts about this interview so apologies for that)
starting off:
THE BABY IS SHERMIE?!?!?!? IM SO SO GLAD WE FINALLY HAVE CONFIRMATION WE CAN FINALLY LEAVE THIS TO REST !! I WAS RIGHT THOUGH SO HA !!! ACTUALLY SCREAMING !! TIMELINE BE DAMNED (also another thanks to hana, your timeline video is genuinely awesome. i never shut up about it. ever. any time i talk to my friends abt gf and i need to refer to the timeline i go: "IN HANA'S VIDEO-") anyways, i do understand it was a last minute decision on the writer's part of "oh. dipper and mabel need a grandfather, its not ford, and its sure as FUCK not gonna be stan sooo... third brother?" and i do understand alex being like, "oh, this is about ford and stan only having eachother" so i think making shermie younger was a GOOD THING? like, stan and ford had 18 years of just them so shermie wasnt in the picture, so stan and ford technically grew up on their own so ig it works? also, when stan got kicked out, he never got to see shermie grow up, probably only saw him at events when he had to pretend to be ford (post-1983) and as for ford himself, he was too busy in college and gravity falls to really visit the family so... it works! (despite everything)
that aside, lets talk about THE CRUMBS??? like i have some quotes here because i have a LOT to say:
"theyre both so damaged and they desperately need each other" - alex hirsch (talking about stan and ford)
LIKE SUIUHUSHUSH i HATE these brothers SO MUCH (LIES) i cant actually properly express my thoughts because WOW like its clear that they both have their own trauma and they NEED to address it but theyre both too STUBBORN to do so. theyve both been alone for 40ish years so of course they need each other. they grew up by the hip, so theres no surprise that they both need each other (whether they like it or not)
"[ford's] grateful for the forgiveness he thinks he doesnt deserve" -alex hirsch
ford thinks so lowly of himself at times it HURTS. like the lines in the journal about "only then would the freak return a hero" or about his guilt with bill and everything its just so important to his character im so glad we got so much ford content in this interview. like i am EATING ALL THIS UP RN
"[ford] has to always have a mission in front of him, because if he doesnt have a mission in front of him, hes thinking how have i treated people in my life?" - alex hirsch
ford distracting himself with things instead of facing his problems. probably something he had to do a lot, especially with his time in the multiverse. but it really hurts because i can imagine in the 60s, they never had any great coping mechanisms? so i can assume ford was just conditioned to distract himself from stuff so he never learned how to deal with things. and i KNOW in the journal hes like "i meditate!" and im sure that does help somewhat, but it doesnt address the issue itself soooo... sorry ford, but you cant just breathe your way out of everything
ALSO alex calling ford and fiddlefords falling out a "BREAKUP" (air quotes used) BUT A BREAKUP??? this is just adding fuel to my fiddauthor-infested brain rn. i CANT
and alex saying mcgucket is thinking like, "oh i gotta be a better partner" is HEART SHATTERING like the whole talk about fiddleford being "the building guy" who is kind of just there to make machines and please ford. its honestly so heartbreaking because fiddleford loves ford so much he'd leave his wife and child to go to absolute nowhere, oregon and the fact ford is too arrogant to see fiddlefords admiration and overall love for him its just IUIUAHHAS
and i do wanna say, i KNOW bill played a big part in this, by stroking fords ego and buttering him up with his kind words because he knew exactly what ford wanted to hear and that really affected how ford and fidds' relationship was like but THATS A TOPIC FOR ANOTHER TIME. all i know is that ford isnt entirely to blame, but he still is a massive arrogant asshole and he wasnt the best person to fidds at times (love him tho <3)
but im actually so happy because this interview sheds SO much light onto FORD bcs we BARELY got to know him, and hearing it from MR HIRSCH HIMSELF is just so good because we KNOW its a reliable source because its coming from ALEX YK??? like he wrote ford so he probably knows "oh yeah, that man is guilt-ridden as FUCK" and im so glad we get some crumbs of this guy i cant get enough of him !!! (impatiently waiting for the book of bill)
ANNNDD THE TALK ABOUT MAYBE GETTING A SEA GRUNKS SPINOFF/MINISERIES??? I WOULD EXPLODE GENUINELY ANYTHING WITH MY FAVOURITE OLD MEN PLEASE !! i would genuinely love to see more of their dynamic and how everything is after weirdmaggeddon and like dealing with trauma and UGHHH i would kill for stan/ford content PLEASE
also...
hippie ford.
hippie. ford.
i am never getting over this (im internally SCREECHING)
ANYWAYS THAT WAS MY RANT ABT MY FAV THINGS FROM THE INTERVIEW THAT WAS A LOT GODDAMN
im genuinely so happy with all the questions that got answered, as well as getting some deeper insight into characters and stuff. IM NEVER GETTING OVER THE AMOUNT OF FIDDAUTHOR CRUMBS YOU GUYS
im gonna end this by saying another MASSIVE thank you to hana and hk !! you both put so much effort into your respective videos and it was super super cool !! this was totally worth the wait !!! :D
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katsumiluvs · 8 months
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Have a safe trip..
tw: angst? / husband!Katsuki Bakugo x clingy wife!reader
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Katsuki had to leave the country for his work. It would last maybe a few days, maybe even weeks. He couldn't turn it down since it was very important. The mission was pretty risky too, a villain with such power was on the loose. He might have to stay there for a bit long for the investigations and tracking down of the villain.
You didn't know he was leaving today. In fact, he didn't want to tell you because he knew you would freak out and worry. You were asleep as he packed his things. He was planning to tell you over text instead of telling you in person. He softly planted a kiss on your forehead and whispered a little "i love you"..
As he was about to open the front door, he heard your voice calling out his name..
"Kats..?" you said as you rubbed your eyes, you had just woken up. you slowly walked over to him and hugged him. "Where are you going baby? i thought work starts at 8.."
He hugged you back and tucked a few strands of hair behind your ear. "I have to leave for a few days, y/n."
You looked up at him with curiosity. "hm? where are you going?"
"The government wants me and some other heroes to go to another country. Apparently there's a villain on the loose and they needed back up.." he sighed. Katsuki obviously didn't want to go..
"huh..? nooo babyyy... don't leave me yet..." you hugged him tighter and nuzzled your head to his chest.
"I don't wanna go either, princess. I can't even sleep properly at night without you beside me." He kissed your forehead and patted your head. "if only i could turn down these damn missions.." he sighed.
"why didn't you tell me about this earlier?"
"I didn't want to because i didn't want you to worry"
"when will you depart..?" You asked, hugging him tighter.
"in an hour or so."
"I'm scared, Katsuki.. I mean- It sounds dangerous since they even called back up.. What if- what if you dont return..?" You looked at him with worried eyes and hugged him tighter and tighter..
He chuckled and rubbed your back. "Don't say that shit y/n. I've been through countless of missions and i completed all of 'em. Of course i'll return. I mean, I cant leave my baby waitin' all alone at home."
You pulled him in for a passionate kiss. "You need to go now, don't you? Be safe Katsuki.."
"of course baby. i'll be back home soon so take care of yourself, mkay? When i get back i'll plan a nice little date for us." he smiled.
"Bye, I love you.. be safe, okay..!"
"Bye y/n, I love you too."
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note: BYE THIS IS SO SHITTY LMAOOO and idek if this is considered angst......? i mean its been months since i've written stuff like this ( i accidentally deleted my old acc lol 🧍🏻‍♀️🔫 )
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curtsycream · 3 months
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I read ur cg kiribakudeku x little reader and I LOVEEEEE IT IT'S SO CUTE
So maybe Ch kiribakudeku where the reader loves to nap BUTTTTTT only really with bakugou so everytime she's sleepy she crawl to bakugou (she's like 1 and cant really walk so she crawls everywhere) and climbs on his lap and start to fell asleep and when she cant sleep with bakugou she cries just wanting her daddy and her other cg tries to comfort her 🌺
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Missing You
KiriBakuDeku x Little Reader
I felt bad halfway and decided that hey why not have her realize that she was neglecting Kiri and Deku by only wanting Baku. Thanks for the request though, halfway through all of them atp
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Midoriya and Kirishima noticed a shift in their dynamic it started the week Bakugou was away for hero work. She acted normally the first few days he was away but the last few she wouldn’t stop crying. Out of headspace she understood that he was working but in her headspace she felt alone.
While she had two of her caregivers it still felt weird for Bakugou to not be there. He was the one that would read her bedtime stories and make sure she ate her vegetables. Yet without him there she felt as if she couldn’t do those things.
It took everything in Midoriya and Kirishima to try and calm her down at nights. They tried their luck at reading her bedtime stories but it wasn’t the same. The way he used silly voices for characters or would cut her carrots up into little stars. She missed it.
“How about Llama Llama?”
“No…”
“What about-”
“No, wan daddy.”
“I don’t think this is working, Eijirou.”
So the day that Bakugou returned Midoriya and Kirishima were relieved. Bakugou knew the second he got home that she was less than corporative with her other caregivers. It was evident in the dark circles under their eyes and the concern they held when she finally saw Bakugou.
Y/N on the other hand was happy as she no longer had a reason to cry at night. The second dinner was over and she had her bath she crawled her way into Bakugou’s lap. Her head was against his chest as she listened to his heart beat. He didn’t waste time as he rubbed her back in a soothing manner.
“I’ve heard you’ve been crying all week, what’s that about?”
She let out a small noise of surprise at his words her pacifier discarded as she looked up at him.
“I know it sometimes seems scary when one of us is away from you. But no matter what we will always come back, understand?”
She nodded her head listening to him speak as she did her best to process his words.
“Good, but also remember that when one of us is away the other two still love you just as much. We all hate to see you cry and it hurts when you only want one of us.”
Thinking back on the week she remembered how distant she was with Midoriya and Kirishima. How she would cry even when they did their best to cheer her up and make her smile. She knew they were trying their hardest to make her happy but she didn’t care much at the time.
Bakugou’s eyebrows furrow at her warbling bottom lip, “no need to cry muffin, they still love you. It’s okay..”
The sound of her crying alerted Midoriya and Kirishima who made their way into the bedroom. “Is she okay?” “Are you alright, baby?”
The concern in their voices made her sniffle was she reached out for them. Her arms didn’t stay empty for long as Kirishima followed by Midoriya wrapped her up in a hug.
“Sowwy.”
“Don’t be sorry, baby.”
“Yeah we understand, Izuku cries a lot when Katsuki leaves too.”
“Eijirou! I don’t cry!”
“Sure.”
“What’s that supposed to mean?!”
“It means sure.”
Y/N didn’t care much for their argument as she snores lightly with her head on Bakugou’s chest. A smile on her face as she snuggled against the rather explosive man, happy.
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