Ive Never Felt A Post More Omfg

CUTEEE

HI FRIEND! Okay so Imma try to address every part of your rules! Can I get a GN!reader with hybrid Bunny!Izuku headcannons? LIKE FLOPPY EARS AND CUTE TWITCHING NOSE AND UGH MY HEART! I would like sfw but if you wanna through some NSFW headcanons, I won't mind 😏 I would like it in a modern setting, so like idk maybe a society where hybrids are considered pets yk?

OKAY OKAY ALL DONE LUV YA!

A/N- I hope this was up to your expectations, and thank you for requesting! Also I apologize for not adding the NSFW part, I know how people are and they would criticize me.

Gender: Gender Neutral Reader

Warnings: Extreme Fluff

Word Count: 316

Tag list: @ariavaana

✧ You met Izuku through school, his studious and curious behavior is what encourage him to talk to you. He scrambles over to the empty desk next to you, his ear bouncing with every step and his eyes big with nervousness; fearing there would be some bashing because of him being hybrid, some ignorant people of society still haven't accepted the idea of hybrids and people being equal.

“Uh Hello, Y/N right?”

You stared at him, simpering. “I am!”

In your mind as you chatted with him, you were in awe at his bunny ears that matched with his forest green hair and the way his cheeks would redden when you laughed.

✧ Izuku would have a journal dedicated to you, he would have your likes and dislikes and he would also have little doodles of you. Even drawing you as a bunny hybrid! Also I imagine his tiny-fluffy tail wagging as he kicking his feet contently while he laid on his bed and scribbled in the journal.

✧ Izuku adores to cuddle up with you on the couch so that you will play and pet his bunny ears, sometimes he would accidentally honk with happiness.

“I'm sorry Y/N!”

“Don't be, It was cute Izuku!”

He would hide his face in the nape of your neck in embarrassment, but would purr knowing you accepted him.

✧ Bunny Izuku in general is willing to do anything for your love, including giving up his favorite berry treats.

“Y/N.” he whined as you finished up some homework.

“Hm?”

You hear something being thrown in the tin trash can next to your desk, you look over to see Izuku pouting.

“I've given up my treats for your love, Y/N. Now give me!”

All you could do was open up your arms and let him snuggle up in your lap, and kiss the top of his head.

They better not fuck up her order

AHHHHH SO CUTE @katscki

wet dreams

katsuki’s never done this before.

cw: 18+, minors dni, they be fuckin dick n pussy style, f!reader

note: yes thank you jcole for this, completely inspired by that song.

bakugou katsuki is a virgin. it’s not something he talks about often and he’s not in conversations where his sex life comes up in public so he can’t blame you for not knowing he is. in fact, you believe he’s a pro of some sorts. he’s strong, sexy, smart, you wouldn’t believe he was a virgin. how could he be looking like that? but then again he would have thought the exact same thing about you if you didn’t tell him first.

after a few cute text messages back and forth, a whole load of flirting, him telling you things he’d wanna do to you and you’re being oh so agreeable, texting back “i want you to show me.”

leading up to it, he’s low-key embarrassed to admit he’s actually a virgin and he’s stressed the fuck out. you’re texting him excited because you’ve planned to finally do it this saturday. “my parents aren’t home for the weekend so come whenever you want :)” and all he’s got to say is, “yeah baby sounds like a plan.”

when katsuki walks into your bedroom, you’re pretty and eager. in tiny pyjama shorts and a tight tank top that makes your tits look plush. you stand right under his nose, palm on his chest as you brush your lips against his jaw, “you needa take care of me ‘ki. i don’t want it to hurt.” you lay soft kisses across his jaw, ducking into his neck and katsuki’s chest feels like a tsunami. your touch feels so good, his dick is getting hard in his underwear and he’s overthinking everything. do guys get hard just from kisses? hurt? is he going to hurt you? what if you cry? what if he comes too quick?

but he wants to take care of you, he wants your first time to be with him. he smoothes his hands under your tank at the skin of your waist. he starts to massage you, ducking down to squeeze at your ass, “course i’ll take care of you baby. treat you like a princess like you deserve.”

you glance up like a puppy. round glossy eyes and parted lips that he’s begging to the gods that he doesn’t bust right there. your arousal is evident, fuck, he feels like he can smell it in the room. “like i deserve?”

“fuck, yeah baby,” and your first kiss of the night is shared. he pecks your lips, a little awkwardly he thinks, only touches half your lips and the rest on your cheeks but your smile right after shows you don’t think it is. you slide your hands up to his neck and he sighs, a fluttering high pitched one that makes him feel embarrassed. it doesn’t help you giggling afterwards.

“don’t laugh,” he huffs with a frown, bending forward so both your noses are brushing against each other. “gotta sensitive neck.” something he only realised today.

“sorry, ‘ki. guess it won’t be too bad if i…,” you stand on your tiptoes and lay little wet pecks on his cheek then covering his neck.

like the whore he is, he stretches his neck and moans. bakugou moans unlike he’s ever moaned before. the moan travels from the deepest pit of his gut, into his lungs and almost erupts like a volcano. you’re not even touching his dick yet, and he’s moaning like he’s buried deep inside you. he doesn’t feel this hot burn in his chest when he masturbates in his bedroom. is this supposed to feel this good? just kisses on his neck? but it isn’t just anything, it feels like everything. your hands are sneaking up his shirt and he didn’t mean to but one of his thighs is slotted between both your legs. he can feel the heat from your pussy and he’s not sure if it’s his mind playing tricks on him but he swears it’s a little damp on his thigh now.

“do you like that?” you whisper, and fuck, apparently your cute little voice can be drenched in seduction making his dick strain against the zipper of his jeans.

he grunts and he hopes you know he’s agreeing, “love it baby, fuckin’—.” and he snaps out of it, flicking his head down to meet your eyes.

you stop at the abruptness of his movements, insecurity sneaking into your eyes as you drop back down on the balls of your feet.

“sorry did i—.”

“this is about you darlin’, not me,” he splutters, sliding his forearm under your ass to pick you up and you squeal, tightening your arms and legs around his body.

heat smothers your lower half at the fluidity of his movements. how easily he picked you up, like you weigh nothing to him to even how he held the back of your head when he rests you back on your bed. then he pulls up from you, sliding his hands down your waist, your bare thighs till he’s back to his full height.

bakugou stares down at you. if not for the fact his immense size over you should terrify you, the massive tent in his jeans actually might end up wrecking you. but his stare becomes softer, the hot arousal swimming in his ruby pupils turning possessive and… ambitious?

“‘ki, i know you’re a pro but you need to be gentle,” you nervously smile, sitting up on your forearms to pull your top over your head, your nipples stiffening with the brush of cold air. katsuki moans audibly, your hand reaching up to palm at his bicep and your calf brushes at his waist.

“you’re gonna kill me baby,” he mutters, bending down to press timid kisses to your breasts, nibbling a little around the sides.

he feels your throat tightening at his touch, your fingers sneaking up to rake through his hair. “oh… oh my… katsuki, i…” you tremble out, a sharp inhale when he takes one breast whole in his mouth to suck.

if bakugou was being honest here, he wasn’t sure what he was doing. he was using his hands to feel how you were reacting and every nibble had your leg pulling him even closer to you. your back arched at every suck and you sounded angelic, “katsuki, you’re doing so… feels so good.”

and he lets go of your breast with a pop, his lips wet and your breast shiny. “you’re beautiful. y’know that, right? a fuckin’ angel on earth.”

you’re already feeling overwhelmed. your first time topless in-front of a boy, hornier than you’ve ever been in your life and he’s being so sweet, almost romantic how he strokes his thumb against your hip and pecks your cheek. you don’t think you’d even have the words to say thank you so you just tug the hem of his t-shirt.

“take it off,”

“anythin’,”

it’s like an advert, a french cologne one or an underwear one. the masculine way he takes the corner of his top and yanks it off with one swoop. the sweet strong smell of him taking over your bedroom. bakugou katsuki is gorgeous. you almost feel grateful you’re one of the lucky girls he lets see him like this.

“and your jeans. off… please,”

bakugou laughs, a harsh fluttering one that tickles your insides. he hopes you like how he looks. how amateur is that? he feels like he’s a regressed a little, just a boy hoping a pretty girl thinks he’s handsome. so after embarrassingly hopping on one foot to yank off his jeans, another giggle leaving your bruised lips making his dick harden even more now there was no constrictions, he kneads your thighs, pulling you to the edge of the bed.

you both have your underwear on and you both can clearly see the patch of wetness in his boxers and your panties. he was massive. just like you thought and you swear he was growing the longer you looked at him. the room slid into a silence for a moment. just you both admiring both of your bodies, how close you both were if you removed your underwear.

bakugou cleared his throat, your eyes flicking away from his tight black underwear to his glowing pupils. was he staring at you for too long? wouldn’t any honest man stare at you as long as he did?

“so d’you like what you see?”

instantly, he regrets what he said. he hopes it comes out cocky, like he’s expecting you to say yes instead of slimy with insecurity. though immediately you nod, a cute little hum that makes you rub your lips together and shuffle even closer to him that his dick is pressing between your legs. pressing against your pussy.

“yes. you’re so sexy,” and you glance away from him a second, like you’re nervous to admit something, “you make me wanna touch myself.” you bite down on your lip, squeezing your eyes shut as if to compose yourself.

“oh shit. fuck.” he wasn’t expecting you to say that.

“i’m gonna take your shorts off,” ask, idiot, “you gonna let me take them off?”

your eyes snap open, and you’re like dough, letting him do anything he asks. you nod, your lip still between your teeth. you’re so gorgeous.

holding his breath, katsuki grips the top of your shorts and pulls them down your legs. in his mind he’s going way too fast, he wants to feel the smooth curve of your ass, your supple thighs, your strong calves. in your mind he’s going way too slow, but you’re obsessed with how he’s looking at you. like he wants to bite, suck, taste every bit of you, his eyes low yet focused like he needs to commit every bit of you to memory. you want him now.

once your shorts are off, you’re now laying bare for him and your knees knock together to hide yourself from his desperate gaze. he makes no move to pull your knees apart, despite how much he’s dying to. instead, he just rests each hand on top of a knee and says, “can i see you princess? dyin’ to see you.” might as well be honest.

there probably wasn’t anything he could ask from you that you wouldn’t do. with a gentle breath, he can tell from the rise of your chest, you drag your knees apart.

and there you are.

his hands slide down your thighs, stopping right at your pussy lips. then a strangled, pained groan leaves his throat. you were wet, soaked in fact, strings of your own pleasure sticking from each side and there at the top was your cute little nub.

“you’re gonna make my dick fall off,” he mumbles so incoherently that you only half hear what he says though you make out the ending, a chuckle coursing through your veins.

“i’m ready for you, ‘ki.” you smile and it’s as if you’re glowing from the insides. your teeth white with your lazy grin and you already look fucked. eyes lovelost and bottom lip plump from his kisses.

“you don’t want me to eat you out? i wanna taste you baby,” he’s talking to your pussy at this point, his thumb brushing from your ass cheeks, pass your pussy to your clit. you’re a bundle of nerves, every part of you vibrating and reacting at his touch. you blink, realising what he just said.

eating you out? that’s an offer? you take a second to imagine what it would be like, his pretty face between your thighs, licking and gulping you down. pressing your wriggling hips down with one hand as he works you to an orgasm with only his mouth.

“next time, okay? wanna feel you inside me,”

as much as katsuki wants to bury his face in you, maybe even be suffocated by your thighs, he was the tiniest bit grateful he’d have some time to research before he went down on you. by research he might ask kaminari. or todoroki, who knows what he gets up to.

“next time then. i won’t forget that,” he straightens out with you, even levelling you with a glare and point of his finger that doesn’t match the sexy atmosphere at all. he wants to kick himself for that but your eyes widen at his playfulness before succumbing to a sweet giggle.

“promise. take off them off now,”

and idiotically, he follows your stare to his underwear, dropping his head down and gulping. fuck. it’s time. katsuki does what he does best, making it about you so he doesn’t worry about himself.

“no rush baby, i’m gonna be here all evening,” he jokes, and now he’s overthinking it, when does bakugou katsuki joke? so with one deep breath, he scrambles out his underwear, leaving his thick leaking cock to slap against his chest. he’s never been so hard in his life.

“oh my… that’s not gonna fit inside me, ‘ki,” you stammer. you look sorta scared of his extra limb, your eyes fearful though your fingers curious, reaching up on your forearms to touch him.

“if you touch me i’m gonna—,” he tries to warn but it’s too late. your tiny palm, much smaller than his, wraps around him tightly and he needs to brace himself forward for some stability.

“are you… do you usually get this hard?” you ask, following the pulsing thick veins that coat him and your pupils are glossy with curiosity now.

“only for… only for you, fuck,” he groans and he doesn’t mean to, he doesn’t even think he’s in control as his hips begin to thrust in your hand. you gasp as he does so, watching his body, his abs tightening and the clench of his jaw. katsuki drops his head in your neck and you can’t help the bloom of pride in the centre of your chest. you’re doing this to him. whatever you’re doing… is getting him like this.

he’s thrusting into your palm and you only wonder how he’d feel between your legs, inside you. the ridges and veins rubbing against your walls, every twitch and the pure masculine heat of him on top of you.

then you feel his fingers wrap around your wrist and his voice is muffled against your neck. “i’m not gonna fuckin’ last inside of you if we keep at this.”

you’re amazed at how he sounds like he does after a workout. he pulls away from your neck and a gush of wetness drips from between you. you clamp your legs together so he doesn’t notice the growing stain in your bedsheets. his blonde hair is tousled, messy and so fucking sexy. his cheeks are a breathless pink and his lips are parted, inching towards yours like he needs you to breathe.

he only means to peck you but you both keep getting lost in each other, forgetting what he came here to do. but this is part of the fun, right? after sucking on your tongue, he kisses away the string of spit and softly pushes you back down.

then he panics for a second, “fuck, lemme get a condom.”

after scrambling for his jeans on the ground he holds one up like won a prize. then you had the joy of watching bakugou rip a condom open with his teeth, pinch the top and roll the rest over his dick. this is how he practiced, those videos he watched before he came here and the night before.

“you’re so sexy.” you whisper and he realises how completely disconnected he is from you. lost in his head while you’re lost in him. he mentally punches himself.

“not as sexy as you baby,” he cheeses, placing his hands on your hips pulling your knees apart to see you again.

“i’m gonna take it slow, okay baby? gonna take my time on you. tell me if it’s too much.”

holding the base of his dick he easily finds your slippery hole. quickly, he rubs himself up and down you to lubricate himself before slowly pushing himself into you.

“there we fuckin’ go. good girl. my good girl,” he mutters, teeth gritted as an inch of him disappears inside of you. “fuck,” he groans the same time as you sharply inhale, your lower half tensing up.

“relax for me baby, it’ll feel better when you relax okay?” and he’s not sure where this reassurance comes from, he’s not sure if he’s even correct in what he’s saying but one of his thumbs come to rub at your hip and you’re so fucking tight around his tip he’s low-key proud he hasn’t nut yet.

“too much ‘ki, too much,” you whine, your hands grabbing at his shoulders to embrace him and once he bends down to get closer to you, he accidentally slides further into you.

“oh… oh shit… katsuki,” he looks between your squinted eyes to both of you connected. another inch inside.

“sorry baby, didn’t mean to. you’re doing good, so pretty under me,”

and he’s not sure how he does it but you open your eyes as his hand cups your cheek.

“pretty?”

he nods with a grunt, “pretty like a fuckin’ doll.”

like his compliment spurs you on, you shuffle under him, repositioning your back so your legs are in the air, “move… try move now.”

“y’sure?”

“mhm.”

and then he thrusts another two inches into you, analysing how your eyes flutter shut and your mouth gapes open. your nails scratch at his back as your hand grips a tuft of his hair.

“oh katsuki, oh my god.”

you’ve never felt so full in your life. this was different than your vibrator or your tiny dildo you’ve used on yourself for many nights in this same bed. this time youve got a real beating dick inside of you, filling you up it’s as if it’s tickling your throat. once you let the initial bodily surprise of him rush over you, you press a kiss to his neck.

“move ‘ki,”

and bakugou starts rocking into you, thrusting in and out slowly. he hopes he doesn’t mark you from how hard he’s gripping your hips but he’s trying, no, he needs to go slow for you. “you feel better princess?”

bakugou groans when your hips begin to rock back into his, slapping back into him with a loud pat pat pat in the air. holy shit, he was having sex, having sex with you.

“yes, feels good ‘ki. so full, like you’re e-everywhere.” you moan, tits jiggling with every thrust you both make.

your hand trails down your stomach, your two fingers landing on your clit and circling on it with practiced skill. “oh god, oh god.”

“not god, baby. ‘m katsuki,” he mumbles into your neck, picking up his pace and feeling your back arch underneath him.

once your hand speeds up between you both, you begin to clench down on him in sporadic times. you were unpredictable, squeezing tightly, coating him in your wet warmth. he understood now what everyone was talking about. why so many people were obsessed with sex. to have you below him, making the prettiest sounds, pussy soaked because of him. how could he not get addicted to this?

“‘ki, ‘ki i’m gonna, i think i’m gonna c-c—,”

“oh fuck, fuckin’, fuckin’ shit—,”

it was like a snowball falling down a mountain, first you were rolling down before falling into him and bringing him down with you.

reaching an orgasm on your own is something. but reaching one at the same time as someone else, being the cause of each others is in a whole different ball park. your body twitched and spasmed underneath him all whilst holding him by the neck against you and your fingers still playing at your clit. your legs trembled at his sides as your lips parted for the sweetest sweetest mewl he’s ever heard.

then for bakugou his hips wouldn’t stop jolting, he was almost sure he was about to leak out of the condom how much he was coming. is that even possible? he growls like an animal into your neck, mumbling all sorts about how pretty you are, how your pussy feels like heaven and how you have to be an angel in earth. once he finished twitching and completely dumped everything he’s got into the condom he kisses your cheek for you to open your eyes.

you open them with a shy smile, exhaustion written in your features. “you okay, baby?”

“mhm,” you respond with a nod, brushing the stray blonde locks from his sweaty forehead. “better than i imagined.”

“you imagined this?” bakugou asked incredulously.

“of course! haven’t you?”

now it was katsuki’s time to laugh at himself, all the pent up anxiety to perform well seeping out of him. “yeah, had many imaginary dates with you and my hand.”

you breathe a laugh, “same, but my vibrator in the mix too.”

“oh shit, vibrator? for real?” your laugh gets louder, at the surprised look on his face like you just told him unicorns exist.

“yes, katsuki i have one. maybe i’ll let you use it on me sometime,” then suddenly nerves took over, like you took it too far, “if… if you still want there to be another time?”

katsuki frowns at you, resting on his forearms to stare down at you, “my dick is still in you and you’re asking if i want another time? you promised you were gonna let me eat you out, there’s definitely gonna be another time, princess.”

I just need ushijima to tell me I’m pretty 😔

Eddie going absolutely feral when you squirt for the first time and he just goes “I wanna see you do it again” and he starts pounding into your g spot like a wild animal while you scream and cream because his cock is so good

IMAGINE P**N STAR!EDDIE DOING THIS OMG

because we all know his dick is fucking huge, so he could reach many more places and really hit your g-spot so much better. i think he would make you squirt using his mouth first, because if you think canon!eddie is a pussy eating king? oh, he’s got nothing at all on ps!eddie; he’s fucking wild as hell about giving oral sex, and he doesn’t hold back. at all. you won’t have a more intense, screaming, messy orgasm in your fucking life, i guarantee it.

that’s why you end up squirting him not once, but twice, in the face as he makes you cum on his tongue. he just watches you in awe, listening to you fucking scream for him, your hands tearing at his long hair as he moans hotly against your cunt. he laps at your clit lazily, before drawing back to smirk up at you. you’re completely blissed out, and you’re not even aware of what you just did. his fingers trail through your sensitive folds, whistling as he gazes at you.

“i didn’t know shit like this was real outside of my movies,” eddie muses, licking up some of your excess juices as his brown eyes meet your own. “fuck, that’s my good little slut, making a huge mess for me like that.”

“you didn’t know what existed?” you ask dazedly, raising a brow at him in confusion.

“squirting,” eddie replies, massaging your thighs as he keeps his gaze settled on yours. “you just fucking soaked my face, baby.”

“sorry,” you pant, brushing some hair from his drenched, sloppy face.

“no,” he says, growling as he goes back to devouring your cunt. “i wanna see you do it again.”

and he eats you out again, feeling a little disappointed when that orgasm was just a gushing one. that’s when he got the bright idea to fuck you, thinking maybe his cock could produce another that would make a good mess. he’s got you at the edge of the bed, standing as your legs are drawn up to your chest, his massive, thick, pierced dick pounding into you. you hold every single inch inside of your wet pussy, your walls hugging him with every thrust. he’s ramming into your sweet spot repeatedly, fucking you hard like a goddamn animal. you’ve never been railed like this before, and your eyes are rolling back as another orgasm rocks your body without warning.

“christ,” eddie hisses after your loud moans have subsided, laughing wickedly as he keeps fucking you at that same pace. the sounds of sex are even louder now, and you can feel a puddle forming under your ass. “i didn’t even have to touch your pretty little clit to make you do that. you just came all over my massive fucking dick all on your own.”

and it turns out, he was able to make you cum again and again on it without much touching. the second time was in cowgirl, the third time was in missionary, and the fourth was in doggy. all four made you squirt, and you couldn’t stop screaming each time he made you cum. you were even crying at one point because of how goddamn deliciously his cock hurt, stretching your walls open and absolutely drilling into your cervix with every thrust. you were so far gone on his cock, and you, eddie, and the bed were drenched messes by the time you were finished. you were exhausted, and eddie held you in his arms after, humming in your ear as he played with your hair.

“i’m gonna talk to some of the producers about you, baby,” eddie murmured in your ear, giving it a soft kiss. “you would make a fucking killing in the industry. that body, those pretty moans, the way you squirt, how soaking that hot pussy of yours gets for me, the way you can fit all nine inches of my cock in that tight little thing? fuck.”

exactly she gets it

I wanna write, but my damn brain doesn't. (¬_¬)

omg.. I WAS JUST SCROLLING THROUGH MY TUMBLR PAGE AND FOUND YOUR PAGE..!! I absolutely am inlove with your **amazing** pieces.. especially the shinsou one-- oh and i heard you make stories abt genshin mens sooo~~ i would like to request a diluc x f!reader please!! i pref fluffs, im fine with nsfw one! <3 💅🏼 take your time no need to rush hun 🙌🏽

Authors Note: AWW THANK YOUUU <33 Diluc is honestly one of my favs, neck and neck with Itto BUT I LOVE HIM SM SO YOU CHOSE WELL!! Also thanks for being my first genshin request! I’m excited to add a new category to my masterlist :) I made this extra fluffy w lots of care, enjoy!! ♡ (⇀ 3 ↼)

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Diluc Ragnvindr x F!Reader

Description: Diluc has a problem with allowing himself to relax, but thankfully due to careful planning you managed to clear his schedule for a full day of tender love and care. 

Rating: Fluff

Disclaimer: Domestic Relationship, New/Established Relationship, Talk About Physical Looks

Word Count: 1,623

Links:  Masterlist,  Ask Me Anything, Tag List

You were the person Diluc trusted most in his life, however, he still had problems with being vulnerable. At times your boyfriend was distant and awkward in the relationship, unsure sure of how to initiate a conversation or physical touch with this unfamiliar chapter of his life. This paired with his need to provide for you made it especially hard for him to open up about his own needs.

Diluc's number one priority was to make you feel comfortable, making sure the maids that served you were top their, that you were healthy at all times, and that everything your heart desired was met.

But you couldn't help but feel he was a hypocrite when he comes home at an ungodly hour with his hair matted, muscles aching, and wobbly legs indicating he was about to pass out. Many times have you seen him falling asleep on his desk barely keeping his eyes open while he rambles about a weeks worth of tasks he must complete in one day. It honestly breaks your heart, so while Diluc took a well-needed nap you had managed to evenly distribute his tasks between the other servants and Kaeya to allow your boyfriend to finally have a day off.

The moment Diluc woke up from his nap he let out a loud groan, rubbing the crust from his eyes as he realized he probably was drooling in his sleep. You let out an airy laugh from your position in the corner of the room watching as he grumbled out something along the lines of "good morning" though it was late into the afternoon.

Suddenly as if realizing something was wrong he turned in the bed, his large hand slapping on the bedside table. "Love? Where's my alarm?"

His voice became panicked as he rolled out of bed, his legs still tangled in the comforter causing him to come slamming into the hardwood floor. You stood up quickly rushing to help him to his feet not missing the way he swayed with exhaustion. Seems even after a full ten hours of sleep it wasn't enough to catch him up.

"'Luc, hey relax. It's fine-"

You attempt to console him but his half-asleep craze had a clear goal to find a clock. He nodded his head mindlessly at your words before attempting to walk out the bedroom door despite the blanket still pooling at his ankles. He tripped on more but with your firm grip on his bicep, you helped him walk into the living room.

"It's two?! How could I have slept so late, where is my clock? I know I set it for six a.m., I specifically told the maids to wake me up if I'm not at breakfast by seven! Where Adelinde?" Diluc yells the head housemaid's name and you can't help but smiles at him.

Diluc looked unbelievably cute, his hair all messy with a slight curl at the end since it's out of its usual ponytail, his angry face and his twitching eyebrow, his silk white pajamas he swears are the most comfortable thing he owns. Everything about him had your heart hammering.

"I told Adelinde and some of the maids to take the day off, the others are completing tasks." You explain gently, grabbing his hand and bringing him to the large couch. Diluc had a confused look across his face as he watched you prepare the fireplace in front of him.

"Why on Earth would you do that? Did you steal my alarm clock too?" Your boyfriend crossed his arms, a scolding on the tip of his tongue as he would to a child. You rolled your eyes, lighting the wood you had set up to be engulfed in the warmth of the flame.

"Because, my love," he blushed at the nickname, while it was common for him to call you terms of indearment you usually just called him 'Luc, "you deserve a day off. I don't even want you to worry about work, it's all gonna be taken care of."

You made your way towards his lap, watching as his deep crimson eyes stared into yours challengingly. "And how are you gonna manage that, hm?" His body was stiff under yours, still a bit uncomfortable with the physical contact you two were making but you gently grabbed his arms to wrap around your waist, letting him know it was okay.

"Magic," you said vaguely, laughing at the annoyed groan he let out. "But how will I know your 'magic' does it right? What about my...nightly duties?"

"I got it all under control, today we are gonna do absolutely nothing and I promise there will be no mess for you to clean up tomorrow. Don't you trust me?" You knew the answer from how he leaned back into the couch, his fingers gently flexing around your waist to pull you closer.

His eyelids closed as he took in the warm feeling you always caused him, he couldn't understand how he got so lucky. You were always so sweet with him, never holding his flaky schedule and empty promises for dates against him. You knew his job was important to him and that he would always make it up to you and yet he still felt guilty about it. He supposed now was a good opportunity to make up for all that time lost when his desk called his name.

As he snapped out of his trance to notice the items on the table he shook his head. "So now that you got me trapped your gonna torture me?"

The contents on the table were some of your products, a strawberry face mask, so eye bag gel, a lip scrub, and even a special detangling brush you bought for your boyfriend's lushes red locks. "See, this is why we belong together, you read my mind!"

|♡|—–|♡|  

Diluc was beginning to regret his life choices.

He sat on the floor, his back against the couch while his arms and legs were surrounded by pillows, with a sticky pink gel on his face and two poorly cut cucumber slices over his eyes.

"Are the cucumbers truly necessary?" He grumbles, handing you his other hand as you clean the dirt from under his nails and add clear polish to rejuvenate his hands.

"Yes 'Luc, we gotta get rid of those horrendous eyebags," you comment through a teasing smile despite his vision being obscured by the green vegetable. "They aren't that bad," your boyfriend attempted to defend despite knowing the lack of rest took a huge toll on his body.

You hummed, finishing up painting his pinkie with clear polish since he refused any color, deeming he wouldn't want to stoop to Kaeya's level with his signature black nails.  As you blew on his hand to help the product dry you used your other hand to reach for the brush.

"I'm going to take care of your hair now, I think the stuff I put earlier should have settled." This was the part he'd been waiting for, you had an obsession with Diluc's hair and he loved to indulge you in it. His stomach always did flips whenever your fingers brush his scalp.  

You moved to sit on the couch behind his head, plucking off the cucumbers from his face and throwing it in a bowl before throwing your thighs over his shoulders and grouping his red hair in your hands. "Your hair is getting longer, I think it's a little longer than your butt now," the brush combed through his soft hair, admiring the blend of warm colors to create your boyfriend's signature blazing hair color. "But your gonna have to get a trim soon, your ends are split."

"I was thinking about cutting a couple of inches off, it's becoming a bit of a hassle." Diluc had to bite back a whine when you began to massage his head, grateful he always encouraged you to pamper yourself when he felt the pointy manicured ends of your nails scratch his scalp.

"Don't you dare! I love your hair, when your too tired to do it let me know and I'll do it for you," your genuineness was evident with how tender you were when brushing out the knots, carefully smoothing along the detangled areas. He swears he couldn't be more relaxed by your touch.

For a long moment, there was a comfortable silence, the crackling sound of the fire lulling Diluc to sleep once more much to his annoyance. He wanted to be awake, to keep feeling the love you practically drowned him in. But now he was regretting his late-night antics as the Darknight Hero.

"Don't sleep yet, we gotta wash off your face mask," you reached to grab a washcloth that had been soaking in a bowl of warm water using it to gently wipe the mask from his face. "Oh my gosh look! You got an eyelash on your face, hold on I'll blow it," your gentle breath cooled his warm skin, and after a moment of blowing you placed a kiss on his cheek.

"You made your wish right?" You question, running your fingers through his hair once more. Diluc nodded, avoiding eye contact as he could feel his face turn as red as his hair.

"Beleive it or not I'm still tired," he groaned, standing up from his spot as he complains about his ass being sore from sitting on the floor. "Then let's go to sleep, hope you enjoyed your pampering," you teased, grabbing onto his hair and swinging it around. It was then he realized you embarrassingly braided his hair into two pigtails.

"Y/N, I look like a little girl!"

"Aww, don't be like that it's cute on you!" |♡|—–|♡|   BONUS: “My love...why are their people talking about the Darknight Hero having a new sidekick? I swear to the archons is Kaeya shows up here trying to discuss some stupid superhero names with me I will--”

Authors Note: THIS IS WAS SOOOO FUN!! Lea told me later on to include something about his hair (WHICH I ADORE) so i made it the main point!!  Also trying to test out if people would really like to see more fluff? Lemme know!! :)) Check out my updates to my pinned post, I’m experimenting with #’s but I dont know how to make it work with stuff I already posted  (╥_╥) If anyone can help me out I’d love that!

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you’re thinking about him and his boobs, aren’t you

NEW TUMBLR AUTHOR OBSESSION

H-hi, could you please do a scenario of Katsuki with a very shy s/o when they just start dating? She's very jumpy at contact because she isn't used to affection. She's also insecure because she's never been in a relationship before. ❤️

Idk if this is exactly what you’re looking for, but I hope you like it💜

You and Bakugou were walking to his place from school to do some homework together. Suddenly he reached for your hand, which you pulled away from his reach.

“What the hell was that about?”, he asked, sounding harsher than he meant to.

“I’m-I’m just not used to this, so could you gave me a little warning or something…”, you muttered.

“Yeah, no problem.”, he said quietly.

Bakugou respected your wish, but he was also kind of confused. He knew you hadn’t dated anyone before, and you were nervous, but it was still a bit confusing to him. He didn’t want to make you do anything you didn’t want to, so the relationship would have to move slowly. He didn’t really mind. He just wanted to be with you.

You had been together for a few months now, but you hadn’t had your first kiss yet. You were very nervous, since you were going to the movies today, and you had just gotten used to him giving you a small kiss on the cheek every now and then. What if something happened? What if you weren’t good at kissing? Would he be disappointed?

It was time for you to go to the movie theater. You and Bakugou had agreed to meet in front of the theater. You got there first, and were looking around, to see if your boyfriend was around. It felt so weird to think of him like that.

“Boyfriend, huh?”, you muttered to yourself.

“Here I fucking am.”, Bakugou announced, as he put his hand on your shoulder.

“Oh my god Katsuki!”, you shrieked.

“Sorry, let’s get the damn tickets and go sit down.”

He grabbed your hand, and you followed him. You were used to this already, and it felt like your hands fit together perfectly. You let him lead you to the cashier, as you grabbed a big box of popcorn for the two of you. You smiled nervously, and he paid for the tickets and you paid for the popcorn.

You found your seats, and sat down, the movie was about to begin. You didn’t talk much, only some remarks about the movie. When it was over you hurried out to the evening. It was already a bit dark, and Bakugou offered to walk you home. You accepted his offer and you two started heading towards your place.

You had been walking in silence for a few minutes, when you asked: “So, did you like the movie?”

“It was fine. You?”

“Yeah it was kinda romantic don’t you think?”

“I guess.”

You were already in front of your house and, you stopped abruptly.

“Do you-Do you want to kiss me?”, you asked quietly.

Bakugou was caught off guard by your sudden boldness, so he just nodded, and stepped a bit closer. You were now only inches away from each other, and you could feel his breath against your face. He caressed your cheek, and leaned in to kiss you. It was only a small kiss, gentle, like a question for more. You wrapped placed your hands on the both sides of his cheeks, and pulled him a bit closer. This kiss was still gentle, but it lasted longer and felt more passionate.

When you stopped, you were a blushing stuttering mess. “Di-did I do-do it right?”, you asked.

Bakugou just smirked: “ No complaints here.”

You gave him a small kiss on the cheek and waved him goodbye. You went inside, and the second you closed the door you sat down on the floor. You could feel that your face was all hot, and your heart was beating rabidly.

“Omg, omg, omg I kissed him.“„ you muttered frantically.

Bakugou was walking home, and muttering to himself: ” Holy fucking shit I kissed her.“

the comforts of creatures (1)

creature comforts:

↳ material/bodily comforts, such as food, warmth, or special accommodations, that contribute to physical ease and well-being

→ pairing: ot7 x fem.reader

→ genre: supernatural!au, soulmate!au, angst with a happy ending, fluff, hurt + comfort + recovery, eventual smut

→ word count: 2.1k

→ summary: you’re a prisoner here, but you can’t remember why. you can’t remember much of anything. not where you came from, not who you are, not even what you are. what happens when a pack of terrifying monsters breaks into the facility where you’re being held. not to kill you, but to…protect you?

→ content warnings: captivity (including forced sensory deprivation, effects of dehumanization), soul bond, violence, low self-worth, memory loss, protective!jin & jungkook

→ a/n: a completely self-indulgent hurt + comfort story that I wrote (and will most likely continue to write) in a frenzy because I wanted to read it :) if you’re excited to read more of this series please reblog and share your thoughts!!

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part 1: the rescue

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