S0phslibrary - Soph !!

Alright, imagine this cliche shit my brain just thought of:

The guys dare Bakugou to ask you out, knowing that he doesn't like you, and he does it only to prove that he can win any bet thrown his way.

The next day he asks you out, and you accept all enthusiastic. Bakugou throws a victorious smirk toward his friends, while the guys keep waiting to see where everything goes.

Bakugou is supposed to endure a date and make you swoon. He thinks it's going to be easy, like a walk in the park. What he doesn't expect is to actually enjoy your company, and ends up asking you out for another date. And another. And another one.

He learns you are incredibly clingy, in a horny way, and lords are you a tease... whenever given the chance you're all over him, touching him, kissing him, giving him boner after boner. And he loves it, he likes how affectionate you are.

His friends find it weird how Bakugou suddenly is sprawled on the couch, spooning you, watching a cheesy rom-com without blowing a fuse. What's weirder, is how Bakugou always brings you something to drink or eat whenever you slightly mention being hungry/thirsty.

" 'Suki!" You call out from the kitchen, and Bakugou is quick to abandon whatever his friends were planning to do.

"Yeah?"

"Can you show me that chicken noodle soup recipe?"

And the Baku squad is stunned to see their explosive friend forget about them in favor to help you out. Although, Bakugou ends up doing all the cooking, while you just gossip with Mina.

" 'Suki?"

"Hm" he is now pouring the soup into two bowls, and kisses your forehead when he's done.

"Do you think you could help me later with homework?"

"Yeah, got nothing better to do anyways." He shrugs, and sits behind you, arms around your mid section, head resting on your shoulder while you and Mina eat, giggling to yourselves.

One day, the guys - guys meaning Kaminari- confronts Bakugou about the bet, unaware that you, Mina and Jirou are right around the corner.

Kaminari moves to pay what owned to Bakugou, when you finally step into the common room, and Bakugou looks horrified.

"So, you asked me out because of a bet? That's all I am to you?"

Bakugou denies, well not really, he admits that initially he did it for a bet, but the dates after the second, and his current feelings are real. He pleads, in his way, to believe him, because he may be an asshole, but not a liar.

He waits for you to say something, anything, and he goes for cuddles, kissing your cheek and neck silently pleading for forgiveness. It might have started the wrong way, but his feelings are genuine. He likes you, way too much to let a stupid bet destroy what you and him had built in the last four months.

"Heard the guy?" You ask, turning toward Mina and Jirou, which both nod and hand you some cash.

"Damn, making blasty here fall for you, I accept my defeat" Jirou says, smiling.

"I bow down to you, my queen!" Mina dramatizes, she too sporting a big smile. Bakugou is confused, and so are the others.

Kirishima asks them what is going on, and Mina is quick to explain that she had heard them talk about the bet, and told you as soon as possible, which led to them too making a bet on their own. You vowed to make blasty fall for you, and it was an indisputable win.

Then, you turn to look at Bakugou, which is openly frowning.

"I win. You lose. Say it."

Bakugou swallows, pride slightly hurt, but still does as you said.

"Good boy" you kiss him, and Bakugou pulls you closer, nose nuzzling into the crook of your neck soon after.

"So... we still a thing?"

Katsuki: The duality of man never ceases to amaze me.

Katsuki: Deku once figured out the murder weapon was hidden inside a hollowed-out walking cane, by looking at the dent on the wall left by a hockey stick.

Katsuki: And yet yesterday he asked me what the Spanish word for tortilla was.

]Katsuki has a crush[

Bakugou x f!reader

The girls of 1a having a sleepover in the common room and after the blankets and pillows are setup for sleeping they decided to do one more thing before going to sleep,

katsuki wanted water and as he passed by the common room, to the kitchen he just so happens to glance over at the girls who are watching a movie totally not looking for his crush y/n and he sees her on the floor in a pile of blankets and pillows seemingly already sleeping,

but that's not what makes his face go warm, it's the fact that she's cuddling with two pillow's like it's a person, one tangled up in her lag's, exactly where he can imagine his own lag's would be,

and with the other pillow being held close to her chast caged in her arms, one of her hands on the top of it on her chest, where he can imagine his head, cheek pressed against her, while sleeping peacefully even with all of the chit chat that's going on in the room.

when katsuki gets to the kitchen he has to stop and look at the ground, trying to slow down his racing heart, he puts his hand over his mouth, closing his eyes and taking a deep breath,

because he can't think of anything else but being that close to you (I'm envious of damn pillow's) he thinks to himself before he hits his four head for even thinking that, he's embarrassed

(if she slept with me in her arms like that, I'd let her sleep and make sure she was comfortable) he thinks before groaning it frustration at how gooey the thoughts going through his head are, but he can't stop it, he's mad at how hot his face is,

all kinds of things go through his head, like how comfortable you would be to sleep on like that?, and how comfortable he'd be to sleep on? he instinctively looks down at himself before he stops at how pathetic that is, he really can't help but think what your hands would feel like in his hair while you cuddle close to him in his warmth on a cold night,

he hears the girls laughing loud at something and he sigh's still refusing to think he actually has a crush, especially on just some girl, but he knows your so much more than "just some girl" :) he finally gets his water after spending 20 minutes in the kitchen and heads for his room,

But he just can't help himself and takes a last look at her before he sees her tomorrow, and he's met with her pretty eyes looking back at him, he didn't prepare himself for that, he keeps his cool as much as he can, which means his eyes widen a little bit,

he figured you woke up because the girls laughing a minute ago, he keeps waking, to which he's happy about since he almost stopped when he saw you awake and looking right at him,

Your not smiling and you don't look very awake, and your on your side now, he keeps walking until he gets into his room, he let's out a breath he didn't know he was holding, he puts his water down, and once again slap's his hands over his eyes at his uncontrollable thoughts and blush (why was she looking at me?) (her half asleep face is so cute)

to clear his mind before going to sleep he lays on his back in bed and blast's music in his headphones while one more thought comes to the back of his mind "I hate that I want her, but I'll sleep in her arms one day".

Glowing in the dark

WARNINGS - Angst (kind of?) a bit of fluff and comfort, mentions of death and alcohol. Lmk if I missed a few things!

Pairing: Pro-Hero!Katsuki Bakugou x Reader

This is actually inspired by a song from Girl and the Dreamcatcher “glowing in the dark” you guys should listen to it first to get the full experience/emotion while reading this.

You stood in front of his grave, visiting for the 4th time this month.

Your beloved fiance, Bakugou who served so many people during his rise as the number 2 hero. He risked his life to save others’ and you knew the risks, you knew the consequences.

You knew that something like this would happen

“I miss you, so much” You whisper, tears fighting the urge to spill out from your dreary eyes. The rose you held slowly being crushed by the pressure you put on it, dropping it onto his grave, you wish he was here.

And he was, he was behind you-

“I love you, Katsuki” Tears finally slipping from your eyes as you hug yourself in the gloomy weather.

You have no idea how much it hurt him to see you like this.

You walk towards the car that was waiting to pick you up from the cemetery, hopping in you looked out your window only to find out that your leave was right on time as it started to rain hard.

You sat back, closing your eyes until you felt a pair of hands caressing your face.

You were shocked and you opened your eyes to see nothing, but it felt so familiar. You felt it again, this time it was a comforting weight on your thigh-

You didn’t know if you were going crazy but you swear you felt two light touches on your body and you could’ve sworn that the touches felt like your fiance’s rough and calloused hands.

————

You finally arrive at your shared home with Katsuki, sitting down in front of the fireplace trying to rationalize what you just felt earlier in the car.

She can feel me

Katsuki thought to himself, but alas, he was nothing but an entity now. You couldn’t see him nor hear him, but you could feel him. And somehow that felt comforting.

Ding

Your phone rings, a notification of a message from Mina

Hey! I know you still feel… well- you’re still grieving about his death, and well uhm, me and the girls wanted to ask if you wanted to join us at the club to take your mind off of things?

Let us know right away, kay?

You left them on read and thought about the offer. She did have a point, you’ve been sulking for nearly 5 months already, not going out of the house, the only time you ever go out is to visit his grave.

And so, without a second thought you stood up from in-front of the fireplace and got dressed up.

A short plain black dress that fully accentuated your curves, The dress you wore on the night he asked you to be there by his side as his wife to be.

He was right there, in the corridor looking at how you checked yourself one last time in the mirror mindlessly going through his shadow-y figure.

Still as gorgeous as the last time he saw you.

————

Walking into the club you spotted Mina with Uraraka, Momo and Asui.

You had a few shots with them and they dragged you into the dance floor, letting loose and finally getting your mind off of Katsuki.

As you were dancing to the beat of the music, you couldn’t help but open your eyes only to see Him.

What was he doing here-

A person walked past and he disappeared.

What the fuck. You swear you saw him- and he knew you saw him too by the way you reacted.

All throughout the night you felt uneasy, trying to go back to your table, you sat down and saw his face in the crowd clearly.

As if he were still alive.

His skin wasn’t pale, it looked like he was still breathing, he didn’t look dead

You walked up to him, seeing if what you were witnessing is true and then you touched him.

“Katsuki-“ you say as you bump your forehead with his

“Baby, I fucking missed you” he said, lifting your face to see you in all your glowing glory.

“I missed you too suki, please come back” you slowly sway with him to the beat of the music.

“I’m right here baby, i’m right here” he embraced your waist as the both of you started to move with the crowd.

“I love you Katsuki, I wish you didn’t leave so soon” you sob, placing your face in the crook of his neck, you feel hot tears burning from your eyes. You’re just glad that you were able to feel him again.

“I know baby, I love you too, fuck- I missed you” he said, pulling you in closer.

“Y/n?” You were called by Mina.

“Y/n, what are you doing- why are you hugging air?”

You look at her with confusion, and then you looked back to see that Katsuki wasn’t there anymore.

“I- I thought he was-“ you say, feeling overwhelmed and weak.

“Y/n, Hun, come here” Mina opened up her arms, calling you in with a warm embrace.

“We all miss him, even the boys miss him. We all loved him and we know how much you’re hurting”

“I just- I saw him, Mina. He was here with me”

————

He was with you, he’s in the crowd watching you hug your best friend from afar.

All he could visualize is a spotlight that was glowing down on you, giving you that heavenly aura he craved.

“Till we meet again, Princess”

OMGOMGOMGOMGOMG

You're at the end of year hero award festival. Both you and your husband, Kirisbima, know he's going to win, after all, the man has moved 160 ranks in a year. The presenter, Denki this year, is on centre stage, telling jokes, introducing people and reading awards.

"And ofcourse, we have Red riot, here with his trophy!" He announces, the crowd laughing along.

That is until you're 7'3 boyfriend stands from his seat, walking dead centre up the stage to deck the shit our of dear denki. He glares at the smaller man before sitting down again, your hand gripped in his.

"Keep her outta your dumbass mouth!"

You watch as denki laughs, a little stunned, "What?"

"KEEP HER OUT OF YOUR DUMB. ASS. MOUTH." Kirishima once growls across the room, the whole space feeling icy as his dominant presence invades.

You swear to God you've never felt hotter.

im the hot ones anon and the depth u provided for bakugous insight is crazy good so i have a followup!! there’s a buzzfeed/jubilee style yt channel called odg that has kid centric content (you probably are familiar im sorry if im womansplaining!!!!) and i just. ph!bakugou talking to kids. its so easy to just write him off in that fanon characterised way yk short tempered hates kids hates everyone- but i think he really connects with kids? the videos im thinking of are the like “kids review ____’s career” and i think it would be interesting for bakugou to self reflect on his hero career in that way yk?

i do know odg ! i watch them with kpop idols and it’s always so sweet, especially the shinee one and some of the kids weren’t even born yet ANDDD i have in my rules i don’t do kids asks but this slides bc it’s not readers or bkg’s kid lmao and i think this is a fun idea to talk about so let’s gooooooooo (i could go SO IN DEPTH WITH THIS ILL TRY GET TO THE POINT LMAO)

kids review dynamight’s career !! (1.9k)

cw: none! cute stuff, kinda long (will wc it later)

okay i think in bkg’s general life he’s only around children on the job? like he’s got fans that are lil kids and sometimes they see him on the street. they’d always say hi to him and point saying “mr dynamight!” and i’m so convinced bakugou does not change his voice for kids, he doesn’t have a baby voice for them, just speaks in his normal gruff voice and the kids don’t mind lol because it’s like he’s in character like he is on tv. he’d always bend down a little for a high five and rub their heads with a tiny smile. aside from fanservicey work he doesn’t talk to kids much but he doesn’t mind them.

so for the interview it would be bakugou in the middle, a computer in front, a little eight year old and a five year old. comments awhing saying how cute he looks, how one kid is literally the size of his arm and he’s so much bigger than them. and lots of shots of all three of them looking to the producers for what’s next wide eyed like puppies LMAO. but anyways BEFORE THAT when bakugou would walk in with a little bow, the kids automatically are awhed by how big he is and the eight year old gasps recognising him.

bakugou gives a breathy chuckle at the reaction, in his long sleeved black henley top and simple jeans, setting himself down between them both. he shakes both of their hands and says “nice to meet you guys, my name is bakugou katsuki.” the five year old only being able to grab two of his fingers, a wide smile on his face missing a couple teeth and the other eight year old is still flabbergasted, head nodding rapidly at the introduction. then the two boys say their own names, the five year old with a little stutter to which bakugou nods to like he’s listening intently and the eight year old stutters too but out of pure nervousness.

“what d’you think i do?” bakugou asks on script, rubbing his hands together and looking between them both. and i feel like in their society with someone as massively built as bakugou you’re already assuming he does some type of hero work? like the man has muscles everywhere and looks like he could pick up tons of people at once.

the five year old speaks first, “are you a police man?” and he shakes his head with a deep chuckle, eyes squinting a little at the boy, “nah, i do just a little more than that.” then turns to the eight year old who’s eyes are gleaming at bakugou like he’s a god, “what about you kid?”

“y-you’re pro hero lord explosion murder dynamight, debuted officially at 18 years old and currently number two on the charts.”

“damn you know your stuff, don’t you?” and bakugou is consciously holding back his swearing, opting for damns instead of holy fucks and stuff instead of shit. he gives the older boy a teethy smile and playfully nudges his arm very lightly, watching the boy curl on himself in slight embarrassment from giving so much detail.

then he turns to talk to them both, “like little man here said, i’m a pro hero and yeah, i’ve been doing this for nearly seven years now. seven years since i got my proper licence.” and bakugou himself looks like he’s reminiscing even just mentioning how long he’s been doing this for and he shakes himself back to reality, “today we’re gonna go through my career, showin’ you some pics and videos of me doing my thing.”

the five year old speaks up, clocking onto what’s being said, “you’re a hero?” and his eyes widen like saucers, “s’you fight bad guys? beat dem all up?”

“yeah, i try my best to. sometimes i get help from my friends and we do it all together,” he says softly and it reminds him of when he was his age, watching heroes on the news and just being amazed.

when the first picture pops up onto the computer, bakugou’s about to ask his scripted question till he feels the five year old softly palming his thigh. “i can’t see!” he mumbles, trying to climb his thigh to get closer to the screen and the producers are on their feet to move the boy off him and tilt the screen so they can all see better but bakugou quickly just waves them off.

“d’you wanna sit on my lap? d’you think you can see then?” he peers down at the kid, asking for permission and when the kid nods with a little “yes please,” bakugou slides his hands under his arms and plops him on his lap. the child grins, the light from the screen glowing on his round cheeks. without meaning to, the eight year old on bakugou’s other side feels a little left out so he presses himself closer into his arm and for the rest of the interview they’re all stuck together talking amongst themselves.

“so do you boys know who these two losers are?” bakugou asks, an candid image of him, todoroki and midoriya in their hero uniforms. they’re all mid running and it’s a pretty sick shot he thinks. the boys both ignore the word losers, nodding their heads and both leaning in to get a better look.

“dat one’s deku!” says the youngest and the oldest chips in with “and that’s shoto, half hot half cold.”

bakugou clicks his tongue in disbelief, quirking an eyebrow, “so you know the green haired idiot but you didn’t know who i am?” he says to the youngest with a frown and the kid looks up at him with the shiniest widest eyes like he’s in trouble. slowly like a balloon deflating, katsuki’s frown becomes a smile and both kids begin bubbling with laughter.

the next image was what reporters would call a victory image. it was so very dramatic. a scene of dusty rubble and broken buildings, a dark sky and front and centre was bakugou with a man on his back, another on his shoulder and a woman in his arms. his uniform was torn across the centre revealing the thick bloody gash underneath and he only had one gauntlet left on. it’s an image bakugou’s seen a lot in his career and every time it evokes the same emotion. hard, painful disappointment.

but the seven year old beside him doesn’t react the same, he’s almost bouncing with excitement looking at it, pure adoration looping through his features with glowing cheeks. bakugou introduces the image and he finds it hard to hide his negativity. with a low stormy look in his eyes, “this was a mission from two years ago. it-it didn’t go as well as my team hoped and we lost a lot of people that day.”

bakugou assumed the studio would get quiet, staff would begin to mumble behind the cameras and the kids pull away from him in disgust. but they don’t, the seven year old can barely hold in his thoughts, “this fight was insane! you looked so cool! me and my friends watched it together and they thought you wouldn’t come out but i knew you would! and you did with so many people! it was so crazy!”

and both bakugou’s eyebrows raise at that, and he needs to remind himself he’s speaking to kids. not government officials forcing statistics down his throat. “that’s what it looks like kid, but more people died-passed away-than we expected-“

“but look how many people you saved! and there was more than just the people in the picture! i remember the clips afterwards!” he cuts in and his eyes are practically gleaming at bakugou, little hands holding onto his knees as his legs swing on the chair.

bakugou doesn’t know what to say back to him, because it’s true he did also save more people than he expected that day too. the littlest one on his lap chips in too, “you look so big and strong mr dynamight.” and he holds up both his arms like he’s a weightlifter, trying to tense his little biceps with a cute playful smile. and the smile is infectious because one creeps up onto bakugou’s face too.

“you two aren’t too bad, are you?”

and lastly it’s a red carpet image of bakugou in a tuxedo and his arm around you in an expensive glittery floor length dress. it’s a gorgeous image, bakugou staring down at you whilst you’re mid laughter with a palm on his chest.

all three of the boys eyes are fixated on the image, mostly on you. and it’s like bakugou regresses into a smug teenage boy at the picture, forgetting to include the details of where you both were. “that’s my girl. pretty ain’t she?”

and the two boys hum in unison, the youngest poking you on the screen with a tiny fat finger, “yes very pretty.” and the eight year old is mumbling a little, “yeah she is.”

bakugou grins, his hand reaching up to play with his chain you bought him around his neck, “her name is yn. she’s been with me through it all, since the beginning. i love her a lot.” bakugou twists a question to them, “who do you guys love in your life?”

“my mumma!” the little one on his lap shouts and bakugou nods along with him.

“i love my mum too. how ‘bout you?”

and the seven year old looks a little nervous, leaning even closer to katsuki like he’s about to tell a deep secret, “i love this girl in my class. i haven’t told her yet though.” he looks down at his hands at the end, embarrassed at his admission.

bakugou chuckles in his head but plays along with him, “you gotta tell her kid or someone else will tell her and she’ll like them back. don’t be a-“ and bakugou thinks of a more child appropriate term for pussy, “scaredy-cat.”

and the youngest one becomes a parrot, “tell her!”

bakugou holds up his pinky finger to the boy, “promise me you’ll tell her. good heroes always share how they feel.” and it’s like the boy was rejuvenated, energy sweeping into his limbs as he sits up straight to link pinky fingers.

“promise!”

outtakes include:

bakugou at the beginning explaining his quirk and how it works, mentioning how it also makes him smell sweet like caramel and the youngest asking with owlish eyes, “can i smell?” (not even can i see but smell?) and bakugou replies with a slight smile, “‘m not gonna let you stick your head in my armpit, sorry kid.”

and after seeing the image of bakugou with a huge long gash on his chest, both boys ask to see the scar now and bakugou’s looking off camera to see if he should and with a nod from producers, he lifts his top up and both boys go “ooooooo”. then they ask so so politely if they can touch it, “does it hurt mr dynamight?” and bakugou plays with them, letting out a groan when they poke it and deeply chuckles when they flinch away thinking they hurt him, “only jokin’ it doesn’t hurt anymore. my girl loves it, thinks it makes me look cool.” and the boys nod along like bakugou’s personal bobble head supporters, “it does!” “you do look cool mr dynamight!”

Can you hear me? | Katsuki x reader

Inglês is not my language, sorry for mistakes :)

Katsuki was explosive, literally. The boy had a strong personality that was difficult to deal with, not just anyone who could handle Katsuki. Cursing and ridiculous nicknames were a hallmark of Katsuki.

The boy could explode whatever he wanted, many were afraid of him, or just didn’t like his rebellious way. But, there were some who liked Katsuki, you were one of them.

Katsuki has been your best friend since they were little, Katsuki has always been protective of you, he swore to be the number one hero, so he would protect you from all the evil in the world. You had a healing quirk, you never thought about being a hero, you actually wanted to be like your parents, you wanted to be a doctor. Your father was a famous doctor of the great heroes, he always supported your choice, you studied medicine from a very young age.

Especially after hearing a conversation between his father and Bakugou’s parents. The explosive boy was very likely to go deaf because of his quirk, it scared you.

Katsuki just said it was silly and you shouldn’t worry. Well, you were worried. In a few days you started doing research and classes in pounds. You wanted to be ready for anything. Bakugou has always been by your side and you would do the same for him.

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i’m kinda thinking about the last one a loT… i’m guessing this is about 700-1k words ? cw: last one includes making out :) otherwise bakugou wildly in love

“I MUST REALLY LOVE YOU” is one of your favourite things to hear your boyfriend say. usually because it meant you were getting what you want one way or another like the spoiled princess you are. his words, not yours. but it wasn’t your fault he always caved in and then gratified you with whatever you wanted and an indirect love confession after.

it’s always said in a grumble with a huff tacked on like you’re asking him to move the earth for you. which honestly is something he would attempt if you asked. but this time you’re laying beside him in bed, head propped up with your hand and your leg thrown over his body. it’s his off day today and he’d much rather say in the warmth in his bed with you.

“do you mind getting us breakfast baby?” and one thing about your boyfriend is that your maximum asks for something is usually once, twice only if he didn’t hear you the first time.

so he blinks a couple times trying to adjust to the possibility of getting out of bed right now, then he gives an over dramatic loud puff and says it. “i must really love you.”

but you know there’s no honest malice or annoyance in his tone as he rubs the back of your thigh and squeezes before he carefully pushes you off to climb out of bed.

when you say a soft sleepy , “love you!!” to your boyfriend, half asleep bouncing on one leg to pull on his joggers. he follows with a playful “yeah yeah,” bending down to kiss your forehead.

another time is when you’re both invited to kirishima’s christmas party. the red and green invite with bold text at the bottom practically screaming ‘COME IN AN UGLY CHRISTMAS JUMPER OR YOURE NOT ALLOWED IN’.

the threat doesn’t shake your boyfriend, he doesn’t care if he turns up or not. “yeah that shit’s not me.” he says to kirishima on the phone and you’re rolling your eyes at his dramatics. it’s just a jumper and nobody’s gonna be paying attention after glasses of mulled wine and eggnog but alas katsuki’s not into it.

so next time you see him, you’re waving a bag in front of his face. “i got you something, gorgeous. for kiri’s party!” and immediately a frown is on his face, he feels like he can already see the future; him giving in to wear an ugly ass jumper. how the mighty have fallen.

you pull a thick fluffy jumper out your bag made from the itchiest wool he’s laid eyes on, complete with built in flashing lights and a lopsided santa. it’s the ugliest thing he’s ever seen. but you’re smiling at him so prettily with a little tilt of your head.

“try it on for me!! please!!” and you never have to ask twice. he just yanks it out your hand and pulls off his current hoodie.

“i must really love you,” he hopelessly sighs but when his head pops out the hole of the jumper, you’re holding another one infront of your body.

“we’re gonna be matching!! so cute!!” and suddenly bakugou doesn’t care anymore that he’s wearing the ugliest jumper known to mankind…. because you’ll be wearing one with him.

and the next time is when you think you need to convince him. kissing a trail up his neck, nibbling his earlobe and resting a palm flat on his chest. you have him like dough in your hands; he’s stretching out his neck so you have more space to kiss and you can feel his appreciative purrs rumble through his abdomen. you’re pressing your cute little “please katsu”’s into his skin and the only reason why he hasn’t said yes yet is because he can’t. his brain is scrambled from your touch and he feels like he’s bonelessly melting into your sofa.

he only sparks awake when you brush your fingers over his nipple, his eyes fluttering open with a loud moan. “is that a yes baby?” you grin, a grin that would have been taken a little deliriously if bakugou wasn’t so in love. “yeah… yeah you can princess.” he replies breathlessly and he doesn’t even know what for.

but when he’s walking up to your apartment the next day, a shiny brand new car is sitting right in front of your building. it’s nothing like the other tiny dusty decade old cars around so he knows it’s probably from his bank account. especially if the number plates anything to go by.

KTSGRL

“fuck. i must really love you.” he mumbles to himself, massive palm rubbing his chin as a deep chuckle shakes from his throat.

You are consciousness. Everything is consciousness. Everything is you. You are the source.

That being said, when you tell yourself you have your desires, you’re not just wishing or trying to convince someone that it’s true, you are stating that fact for everyone in the YOUniverse to hear and everyone is stating that fact back to you.

”The outer world” speaks with the same voice as you. The affirmations you say are the same ones it says. When you say ”I have 10k in my bank account rn” it too says ”I have 10k in my bank account rn”. Because it is you.

What you tell yourself HAS to be true, because there’s only you. You’re the director of this movie and the author of this book, babe. Without you the story wouldn’t unfold.

Tell yourself there’s no delay. Tell yourself that you can have anything you want. It’s just as easy to conjure that reality in ”the outer world” as it is in ”imagination”. Just drop the terms and separation, they’re one and the same!