GOD DAMMIT IM SIMPING OVER KABU NOW FROM POKEMON SWORD/SHEILD OMG I NEED JESUS

Is it bad that I simp for both Shouta Aizawa AND Yami Sukehiro? Bc I do .

THEY BOTH GIVE OFF DADDY VIBES AND THE SLEEPY ‘IDGAF’VIBES

plus the scruffy-ness makes them hottter

👁👅👁

Shower you with affection

Bakugou x reader

Summery: as you stare at Bakugou, you really can’t understand why some people think of him as a monster.

Warning: cussing and Bakugou, also cheeky reader as it always seems to be.

A/N: Hello! I had an amazing day! And this is a cute thought<3. Requests are open for any character on the masterlist, just check the rules first please!

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Request:Hi! :) My Request Is Kind Of Open Ended, I Just Think This Is Such An Adorable Thought..could

“Thanks for cuddling with me, I know it’s not really your thing.”

“Yeah whatever, be quiet and let me relax.”

To you— he looked so peaceful and content. He’s finally taking a break from his own ideals and thoughts, that usually make him so aggressive. He looked...beautiful? In a way, he looked nothing like the book he covered for. He looked like Katsuki, not bakugou.

Your thoughts that swarmed throughout your head made you realize something that you already knew. You loved him more than anything, you truely did. You do realize how aggressive and mean he tends to be DOES tend to throw people off however.

And he gets patronized and left out a lot because of it. He also doesn’t receive much affection, from his family or his friends because he’s so tough skinned and hard to approach.

He really wasn’t some arrogant asshole, he was more of a secret sweetheart who cared about his friends deeply.

A mutual respect was formed between you two, that soon turned to adoration, which turned into what you are now, boyfriend and girlfriend. You weaseled your way into his heart, and frankly you took pride and importance to your accomplishment.

He could feel your gaze on him as he tried to relax with his arm strewn across your shoulders. He grimaced and opened one eye to peek at you.

“The hell are you staring at? Do I look like a fucking painting?” He asked, his ever standoffish tone of aggressiveness still evident in his relaxed voice. You smiled up at him cheekily.

“Like a work of art.” You giggled. You swung your leg across his lap. He grunted and instinctively placed his hands on your hips to steady you. He had a slightly irritated look on his face.

“What the hell are you-“

You didn’t verbally answer him. You placed your hands against his cheeks and smashed your lips into his in a searing kiss. He let out a surprised noise into your lips, barely kissing back in his surprise.

You barely let him comprehend your actions as you continued to assault his face with your kisses. He seemed so taken aback by it, it almost made you stop holding back your smile, which you were holding back ont the fact that you could kiss him easier without it.

You kissed his lips, his forehead, his cheeks, his jawline, the tip of his nose, leaving multiple kisses in each spot. You were determined to leave no spot unkissed!

He quickly grasped your wrists, pulling them away from his face and towards your chest, but you still continued to kiss him everywhere. He flinched and turned his head away with a scowl, his face heating up.

“Hey hey! What the hell are you doing crazy, trying to slober me up or something?!?”

You laughed at him. You threw your arms around his neck, pulling him into a hug.

“Oh It’s nothing, I just realized how much I love and appreciate you Katsuki!” You cheered, nuzzling your cheek against his affectionatly.

He flushed a deep red, his skin burning to the touch. You could hear him growl slightly, one that came from his chest. He turned his face away from you— causing you to face plant into his hair.

“Tch, d-doesn’t sound like “nothing” to me.” He growled with a click of his toungue. You knew him well enough to know he was very flustered by your statement.

You know that he’s probably doing his little pout, his face red as a cherry. You nuzzled your face into his hair, inhaling his caramel scent discreetly before laying a kiss down there. A chuckle rumbled throughout your body at him.

“Your right, it isn’t just nothing. I love you, you know that right?” You asked softly, your hand coming up to rest on his cheek, turning his head towards you so you can look him in the eye.

He tried to avoid your gaze, to embarrassed and flustered to make a snarky remark. You could see the doubt and hesitation in his eyes, the internalized loneliness in his red irises. He didn’t know how to react to your displays of affection as he opened and closed his mouth in an attempt to build a sentence.

“I- you-“ He stuttered, clenching his eyes shut, almost sweating as he tried to form a response. You smiled down at him, giving a nod of understanding. You slid your hand up to his blonde hair, petting it a couple of time.

“It’s okay, you don’t have to say anything back.” You said, no sarcasm and snarky undertones in your voice.

“Hell, you don’t even have to believe me right now, but I’ll make you believe. I’ll make you believe how much your loved, by me and everyone else you know.” You said, resting your forehead against his, your eyes closed with a smile on your face.

His eyes widened and his mouth went slightly agape at your words. You didn’t acknowledge it however, in fear of him thinking you’re teasing him. His shocked expression didn’t last long however.

He turned his face away, a blush still evident. He scowled at you, but his lip was quivering and you could see in watery eyes, the tears he wouldn’t let fall in front of you. You could hear him click his tongue in dismissal.

“S-shut up- just be quiet, I don’t wanna hear your voice while I’m trying to- to relax.” He muttered out.

You shook your head at him, your understanding smile still on his face. You took your thumb and wiped on the underside of his eyes, aiding him in his wish to not cry infront of you.

“It’s okay Katsuki.” You muttered softly. “I’ll always be here to give you kisses.” You said with a cheeky smile, trying to lighten the mood. You heard him let out a large puff from his nose.

“Shut up (Y/N), you talk to much.” He said, his abrasive tone returning slowly, but with the whimpering sound still in his voice.

But, through his hesitant and abrasive expression, you could see a small smile growing on his face— which, is all you really wanted from him.

✨A/N: the tooth rotting sweetness- I can’t. But I tried out spacing my fics, do you guys like it like this or like my other ones where my spaces are less...well spacious.

The Jean fic is out btw for anyone who’s waiting on it, and a Bakugou and Ray fic are coming soon!

Requests are very much open! You can request for anyone on my masterlist, be sure to check the rules first!

@littleladydowntheblock

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sir-knight-slytherdor

1 year ago

skater boy suguru

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sir-knight-slytherdor

4 years ago

With the full moon

Chapter 1

Wolf Katsuki x fem! Reader

Warnings: swearing ('cause it's Katsuki. We all know)

That day was a bit cloudy but still warm, at the pet shop the silence reigned except for a light whistle and some birds chirps.

Y/N was taking care of that oversize red dog her boss brought back a week ago.

She never saw injuries that deep on an animal before. And she wasn't new to this job.

She refilled the empty bowls with water and food, petting the soft red fur lovingly. The dog wasn't able to get on his feet yet and that hit her heart badly, it's a saddening view seeing an animal beaten up by the people who were supposed to defend them. Even though you don't have any types of bond with them.

"There you go, boy. Eat slowly this time" she said, raising up and patting her apron to remove the dust. The floor really needed some cleaning.

"I'll be back later with your medicine, until then enjoy your meal!" Y/N said cheerfully, smiling when the dog wagged his tail in response.

She closed the door behind her and sighed loudly, another day of hard work was about to start.

Y/N loved her job, despite dealing 50% of the time with dumbasses who didn't even know how to take care of an animal. She knew that adopting an animal was a huge responsibility, but sometimes she thought some people weren't ready for that responsibility.

"A dime for your thoughts" said Tsuyo carrying boxes full of stuff "Just thinking if that crackhead will actually come back" she half lied, memories of yesterday flowing into her mind, making her nose scrunch in disgust "I get it. He didn't seem too friendly" Tsuyo stated simply "Looks more dangerous than those other guys for the animal rights too. Better keep our eyes open" Y/N added.

"Wouldn't be a problem I guess. Today is pretty chill" Tsuyo said opening the boxes with a cutter "I don't get my hopes up. I still waiting for the annoying customer to waltz through the door and ruin the mood" Y/N joked pointing the door. In that moment a woman with a withe fur bigger than her own body and black sunglasses walked in the shop, her heels clicked on the floor with every step.

Tsuyo gave Y/N a glance with a hint of surprise "Lupus in fabula…" she muttered and walked to the woman, plastering her best smile.

"Hello ma'am, how can I help you?" the woman removed her sunglasses enough to look at the person in front of her. "You work here?" she asked scanning the girl with diffidence. I wear the store logo and a name tag, can't you tell? "Yes ma'am. Is there something I can help you with?" the woman's eyes glistened like the girl in front of her was the reincarnation of an angel. "Yes. My little sweetheart started acting weird and I don't know what happened" she explained in a dramatic tone like her pet was 'bout to die at any second.

The over apprehensive mother that treats her pet like a child. A classic.

"Could you follow me so I can check on her?" the woman followed her, high heels clicked on the floor with a steady rhythm. To the other side of the shop were a metallic table covered by a curtain with a medical azure color, to the side of the table medicines, syringes and other medical tools were placed with methodical order.

"Could you please let me see your pet ma'am?" Y/N asked with politeness; the woman scrunched her nose slightly, probably in disgust, at the sight of the plain metal table. Under her oversized fur coat she tugged a small withe purse (a very expensive one, to clarify), as soon as she opened it a maroon head with big doe eyes came out reluctantly trembling in, what you thought was, fear.

"Don't worry sweetheart, this nice young lady is going to help you and you'll be okay soon" she cooed way too sweetly at the chihuahua in her purse, petting her trembling head with a perfectly manicured finger "Right?" she asked coldly looking back at Y/N from her black sunglasses.

She maneuvered toward the table and the woman placed her pet on the table with grace. "When she started acting weird?" she asked, listening to the little dog heartbeat with a stethoscope. "I don't know. This morning was energetic as usual: we went for a walk, then to the groomer and then we went for some shopping. You know, the annual dog contest is behind the corner and I want my little sweetie to be in perfect shape" she explained, Y/N caught the hint of vanity in her last sentence.

She's a dog, not a toy to show around.

"Did she ate something out of the ordinary?" the woman's face scrunched completely in a grimace "Of course not! I control personally her diet and I can assure you she didn't eat anything weird" replied the woman with outrage.

Pretty sure dogs shouldn't eat foie gras as a base aliment. Y/N though once she smelled the dog breath.

The bell on top of the door jingled, signaling someone had entered the shop. The little dog's ears perked up immediately and jumped off the table, running down the aisles. The woman opened her mouth in a silent scream and she runned after her pet as fast as her high heels let her, Y/N right behind her.

The chihuahua acute barks echoed in the shop, when they reached the dog she was barking at a very familiar figure.

Oh, God, please. Not him.

The angry blonde of yesterday was starting down at the smaller dog with pricing red eyes, almost like he was about to squash it under his foot. "Scram away, you little rat!" he sneered and the small dog, who ran back to her owner with her tail between her legs, whining. The woman's mouth opened but no sound came from her, Y/N knew way too well that behind those sunglasses anger was 'bout to explode.

"How dare you treat her like that!" she hissed at the blonde, he raised a brow unimpressed "She's delicate, you should treat her with some respect!" the blonde clicked his tongue annoyed "If your damn house pet can't defend themselves it's their fucking problem, not mine"

"What a shameful language" the woman gasped loudly, the blonde rolled his eyes and kept going "It's a damn dog. It should stay free and not in a damn plastic bag like a toy. I would rather suicide myself instead of being held by a bitch like you"

"You kiss your mother with that mouth, young man?!"

"How 'bout you kiss my ass, goddamn bitch!"

Y/N stepped between the two, holding her hands up as a stop sign, her fingers brushed slightly against the blond shirt feeling the hard muscles underneath. "Sir, I have to ask you to wait outside" she turned her head to the woman, simulating a smile "Ma'am, your pet has nothing out of the ordinary. She's just stressed" the woman looked at her with slight relief "Really?" Y/N hummed in response "Let her rest for a day and tomorrow she'll be alright"

"Thank you very much, darling. Glad to see there's still someone with respect for others" Y/N was surprised about her abruptly change of mood, ignoring her sarcastic dig to the blonde, who in the meantime was staring outside the glassy door, glaring to be honest.

The woman cooed at her dog with a lovey dovey tone and paid for the visit, when Y/N saw her walk away, chin up like a noble woman she thought she was, she noticed the blonde was gone; probably got annoyed and walked away or maybe he hidden in the blind corner of the entrance waiting for that annoying woman to go away before coming back inside, but he wasn't.

Y/N remembered she had to give the red wolf his medicine, she grabbed little bottle with a yellowish liquid and a syringe, going to the back room when she heard someone screaming from the other side and a metallic sound. She opened the door quietly seeing the blonde crouched in front of the dog's cage while he struggled with the lock, Y/N walked quietly as a cat facing the blonde's back.

"You never learn, do you?"

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sir-knight-slytherdor

1 year ago

As always, the Irish speak nothing but facts.

How many more innocent civilians have to be killed by Israel before you condemn that for it?

That is a genocide.

That this is a crime on all accounts.

And deserves to be punished to the full extent off the law.

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sir-knight-slytherdor

4 years ago

This is a BNHA oc for a fanfic I’m writing 🙃🙃

His name is Takeo Aikawa, a 6’2 tall man who was sealed over 1000 years ago and woke up bc of the Fight at USJ with the villains against class 1-A

He loves hugs 🥰

Little Spoon

BakugoxBlackFemReader

ratings: sfw

idea: we all know who loves to be the little spoon.

this blurb popped into my head randomly in the middle of the day so lemme get it out while i work on other fics.

as soon as you heard the door open you knew he was finally home. you stayed up as you always do to watch him fight whatever villains decided to stumble upon his path. you didn’t have school the following day so you didn’t mind pulling an all nighter. just as long as you knew he was okay you were at peace.

he stumbled through the apartment and opened the door. he was dressed in the tracksuit you bought him for his birthday. he had been complaining he needed a plain black tracksuit because his old one got burned up after a work incident.

you sit up and the sheets fall before you. he drags his body to the bed and lands face first into the mattress. you giggle at the motion. you reach over to grab his legs and pull them up on the bed. he groans and you roll your eyes.

you grab the covers and put it over his nearly lifeless body. you lie back down on your side and look at him.

“well hello ground zero” you snicker and he groans back in response. you stick your hand out and push his blonde strands back. his face has been permanently set into a grimace and you shake your head. he’s going to get early onset wrinkles if he keeps this up.

his face is towards you so you smooth out the lines between his eyes and he relaxes his features. you comb through his hair and get closer to him.

“saw you fighting today. you handled it very efficiently pro hero” you tell him sweetly and he opens one eye.

“when am i not efficient?” he scoffs and you giggle. you place a kiss on his nose. it crinkles and you glide your thumb across the shell of his ear.

“always the cocky one suki” you tell him and he smirks.

“say it again” he says and you chuckle. you move and climb over him so that you rest on top of him and he groans.

“what are you doing?” he asks. you wrap your arms around his torso. you kiss his hair and hold onto him tightly.

“nothing just hugging you” he kisses his teeth.

“suki” you whisper in his ear and he can feel the hair on his arms stand.

“yeah?” he answers back and you plant kisses onto his shoulder.

“you’re my wittle spoon” you coo at him.

“ahh” he absolutely hates it whenever you use your baby voice on him. he finds it disturbing how high your voice can go. he doesn’t understand why babies interact with it.

“cut it out i’m tired” he complains and you smile.

“i know, i just like bothering you” you cuddle into the side of his head and close your eyes, breathing in his smell. in all honesty he smells his best whenever he’s fresh off of fighting against a villain. his sweat always ends up smelling like burnt sugar and it satisfies your senses.

“fuck this” he grumbles and manoeuvres your body so that your back to lying down on the bed. he moves over so that he’s lying on your chest. you thread your fingers through his hair and he snuggles into your chest.

“come on, say it” you tell him but he shows no reaction.

“say it suki” you tell him again and he groans.

he mumbles something and you ask him for clarification.

“fuck off” you giggle to yourself and pinch his ear.

“oi what the fuck was that for?” he asks you and lifts his head. his eyebrows are furrowed as his typical annoyed look sets on his face.

“say it” you comb his hair up and behind his ears and he rolls his eyes again.

“if you don’t say it i’m going to bed” you threaten him and he squints his gaze at you. you wouldn’t.

he continues to stare you down for a couple of more seconds before you live up to your word. you push his body up off of you and scoot over to your side of the bed. you roll over onto your side, one arm beneath your pillow and the other over it and you shut your eyes.

you can hear the shuffling of sheets on the bed before his big ass head is pushing its way through your arms. his head is snug in between your hold.

you don’t open your eyes and he kisses your inner arms to grab your attention. you refuse to give into him and he contemplates the words that are floating in his head for a moment. he gives in knowing the the pay off is much greater than the cold shoulder you’re giving him right now. he’s been fighting bad guys all night, he wants some comfort. he should be man enough to admit it by now he thinks to himself.

“i am” he mumbles onto your skin. you smell like coconut, must be that new cream you’ve been using. he smelled it on your body just two nights ago and he’s been meaning to compliment you about it. he marks it in the back of his mind for later.

you pop one eye open to see him facing away from you, your chest to his back.

“you’re what?” you ask him after a few minutes of silence.

“im your.....little spoon” he whispers the second half and you can kind of tell what he’s saying from the way his mouth moves against your arm.

“cant hear you” you say as you torture the answer out from his mouth. you love teasing him but he hardly gives in this easily.

“i said, i’m your little spoon. there you happy?” he grumbles and you can just tell that the lines between his eyebrows have returned. you smile behind him and move so that your arm is on his torso. you squeeze his fit body back into yours.

“yes, very” you press chaste kisses on his neck and bite the shell of his ear.

“tch” he fronts like he’s annoyed but you just know his chest is warm and fuzzy from your affection.

“it’s good to have you home, my number hero” he can’t help the blood that rushes towards his face, he can feel the heat spread out around his cheeks. he grabs your leg and hooks it over his hip so that you’re properly wrapped around him like a big spoon usually would be.

he closes his eyes and snuggles into your warm, loving embrace.

“good to be home” he says as he threads his fingers through yours and holds your intertwined hands against his chest.

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sir-knight-slytherdor

4 years ago

Heal What Has Been Hurt

Pairing : Dabi x Reader

Warnings : Swearing, suggestive themes, pregnancy

Summary : y/n is left broken after she finds out her boyfriend, Keigo was cheating on her but who better to help her heal from it than a certain league of villains member?