My Serotonin

"If I say "soon", that feels like a lie. So let's see each other again in 2025. All right? Please wait a bit. 2025, let's see each other then. You did great. Bye!" - Yoongi, 230806, weverse live. (trans.ryuminating)

(trans cr.:ryuminating,Koo_Picasso,btsinthemoment)

THIS IS SO SUGARY SOFT AND I WONT TO GIVE THE BOY ALL YHE LOVE 🥺🥺🥺

Request:Hi! :) my request is kind of open ended, I just think this is such an adorable thought..could you write a fic of a female reader being in a relationship with Bakugou..and they’re relaxing alone somewhere and the reader just peppers his face in kisses and SHOWERS him in affection? I just could totally see him melting tbh? Anyways 😳🥺 thank you, so sorry if this is out if your realm or anything! Hope you have a really amazing day ✨❤️

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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“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!

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YEEEEES MY BEST MANSSSSS 🥰🥰🥰

it’s shinbowl season

Heart Wants What it Wants | series masertlist |

dabi x reader x hawks

dabi and hawks move in with y/n, none of them expect to fall in love but the heart wants what it wants.

female!reader smau

upload schedule: currently random

want to be added to the taglist?: here

introductions

Part 1; rot

part 2: ruh roh raggy

part 3: y/n yes 

part 4: babe | bonus chapter

part 5: mr. horny jail

part 6: katsuki LOVES just dance

Y’all this bitch bout to be 18😎😎 fckn weirdo

Being inclusive with your reader insert fic is a kindness. It tells people of color (poc) that you are considering someone who does not look like you in your fic. It shows love and dedication to our craft. It tells poc that they belong here too and they can see themselves in your story.

Poc aren’t look for activism in fic, we know fandom isn’t that serious, but we should be able to have that same level of escapism when we turn to fic and fandom. We belong here too. This space is for everyone, not just one group of people.

Just to give a few examples of how simple it can be: say “skin warmed” instead of blushed, say “cradled your head” instead of running fingers through hair, say “angles yourself to kiss” instead of standing on tiptoes, use italics to indicate Spanish to take out a throwaway line of “you didn’t understand Spanish” things like that. Small changes that do not impact the fic at all but make a world of difference in inclusivity!

And for anything you can’t/don’t want to change, simply add warning in the beginning. Things like hair descriptors, anything reader might wear, some backstory for reader (especially involving family or where the story is set), readers job, things like that. A lot of times just having that heads up before the fic makes a world of difference!

And one example of kindness we as writers always worked to change: until recently (just a couple years ago) it wasn’t common to label the gender of the reader. But those who aren’t female asked writers to label it so they know which to read and which to avoid, and now it’s common to label the gender/pronouns of the reader. So it is possible! It just takes effort! And I’m a writer myself so I know it can be done!

We can pretend to be a bartender or a bounty hunter or an actress or anything else. But we shouldn’t have to imagine we’re a white one.

overly attached papa 🦐

Can you draw MT Lady as a genie?

Yes! I will get that done in the next few days