God Blessed Me Today.

god blessed me today. 🤞🏻

price would be strangely possessive over his assistant.

referring to her as things that really aren’t work appropriate at all. “swee’eart,” “dolly,” “sugar.” once, a “baby” slipped through his teeth, but he was switching the subject before she could really catch on.

it’s hard to pinpoint exactly when it was he started tacking “my” in front of his pet names. “my angel,” “my love.”

even when she wasn’t in the room — it was impossible to know he was talking about a colleague with the way he spoke about her. “my woman’s always on my case abou’ shit like that — cholesterol levels, sugar intake. fuckin’ bullshit, but i do it to make ‘er happy.” or “can’t stay long, lads — got my lady waitin’ on me.”

in the summer months, her skirts get a bit shorter and her tops a bit tighter. he doesn’t blame her, the AC is shit and the heat can be suffocating. what does bother him, though, is the way his men ogle her as they stroll past her desk. how they’re coming up with excuses to visit her throughout the day.

it’s an easy enough fix. “why don’t ye come work in my office for the day, lovey?” he’s already collecting her paperwork. “keep an old man company, would ye? i’ve got a nice little fan too, keep ye nice an’ cool.”

though the job came with benefits, perhaps more than an assistant should be getting, price didn’t think it was enough. when her phone started to slow and the screen cracked, he left a new one on her desk. didn’t bother mentioning it came out of his paycheque. if she complains about her outfit — all my good clothes are in the wash — he’ll take her shopping, doesn’t let her worry about the totals. and, hey, if they end up at a lingerie shop, no one has to know, right? he’s just being a good boss. it’s only crossing a few boundaries when he gets her to model it for him in the fitting rooms. when she disappears behind the curtain, john adjusts himself in his slacks — it’s a natural reaction. on that note, it would make too much of a fuss if he were to correct the worker when she asks if his wife needs any help.

when day turns to night and she’s refusing price’s suggestion of hitting another shop, he pulls into a nearby restaurant, insists on treating her to a glass of wine to end the night. finding out she’s a lightweight is a pleasant discovery — two glasses in and her skin is warm to the touch, she’s giggling and hanging onto his every word. he likes her like this, he decides — but it’s not safe to leave her alone. no, she should stay with him tonight. another few sips and she’s agreeing, changing into one of her new lingerie sets and falling into john’s bed, dozing off with his hand splayed over her tummy, beard tickling the back of her neck.

it’s been too long since he’s had a woman in his life. his wires have gotten a bit crossed. you can’t blame him, can you?

confession: you seem like a sad girl, especially Lana's sad girl song. just the vibes yknow

anon, I love you. this is the best thing I've ever gotten from someone.

I'm fed 🎀

🕸️ .𖥔 ݁ ˖ send me a character with a spooky!au or trope and i will write a really short romantic drabble for you.

TRICK / TREATING WITH KIRISHIMA .𖥔 ݁ ִֶ𓉸 @killyzury

𝐃𝐄𝐀𝐑𝐄𝐒𝐓 𝐌𝐈𝐋𝐋𝐈𝐄,

everything done with eijiro kirishima is romantic. he makes sure they will all be meaningful and romantic, even the little things like picking up a rock from the ground and giving it to you as silly trinkets to keep. it just so happens that eijiro wants to have a rather silly and romantic trick-or-treat date with you for the season of spookiness.

oddly enough, he's dressed in a wolf costume. like the latest trends and traditions of the internet, eijiro claims that a wolf is one of the mightiest creatures to saunter on the surface of the earth. and it makes him feel like he asserts dominance in the world just by wearing a funny-looking wolf costume. of course, you make fun of him. what is there that's not to make fun of?

from house to house the kirishima tried to keep up his dominant façade. scaring children before asking them for trick or treats were not on your agenda. you were supposed to be the ones giving candies out to little children, not the other way around.

"boo!" he calls out to kota and the kid only raised a brow at kirishima's antics. "what are you supposed to be? an alpha wolf? are you trying to scare me? you probably howled at the moon didn't you?"

a series of question awaits to be answered as eijiro felt a single sweat tickled his temples, slowly falling down as he shot the boy an awkward smile. "uhm—"

and it goes on like this for the rest of the night. except at the end of the night, he's all exhausted from running around the neighborhood to scare children and chase babies. so he rests in his comfortable clothes on the couch, snacking on the few little candies that he's gotten throughout the process. even a bigfoot candy from kota.

of course, you've gotten more candies. you're nicer and calmer than he is. cuter, even. and eijiro knows that you're everything he isn't. you're the opposite of him, precious and adorable, bound to receive many candies from children who finds you comforting, all dressed in a fairy costume. they loved you, just as eijiro loves you more than anything else in the world.

regardless of how many candies he's got this year, he has you— his sweetest candy. he doesn't need anything from anyone, he's got you all to himself.

© SENEON 2024 DARK ENTRIES ♰ DO NOT ALTER.

FLED ft Dabi ୨୧ ₊˚ ‧˚₊

about. reader fled away from scene. is it dabi or touya? hehe.

detail. pet names

being in the league of villains changed you, maybe for the better or the worst. you weren't so strong, your quirk was weak but Touya was there to help you. to teach you everything he had learnt and also to teach you how to shield yourself.

You went through all sorts of trouble with the others, especially Touya. you two were inseparable, not a day goes by without you clinging onto Touya for the whole day. Don't worry, he doesn't mind. not even one bit.

“you're getting good at this,” he said as he held on to your hips firmly. A hint of a smile plays on your lips as heat rises to your cheeks tinting it pink. you felt flustered at his words.

Touya creeped up towards you, cupping your cheek in his hands. a small shudder travelled up your spine, god he's close. There's an undeniable chemistry between you both yet you both kept it to yourself. “you're beautiful,” his pupils dilated with a small spark lighting up his dark eyes.

That's the last thing he said before you ran. you run till your legs are numb and trembling far away from the LOV. your mind whirled with endless thoughts from what happened. the LOV were attacked. you could've saved Touya, “go!” Touya shouted. you watched from behind, feeling worthless and weak. “goddamn it, run!” he yelled.

So you fled, what could you do? stay behind and watch Touya burning himself up again to protect everyone, to protect you. your thoughts stopped as your eyes went back to reality. you fell onto the ground, scraping your knees and hands.

you panted heavily, your chest heaving. Tears fall down on your cheeks leaving a trail behind. you never felt more disappointed in yourself. your eyes darted around the area, it was sort of empty and quiet. you were far away from the LOV.

you picked yourself up and dusted yourself off. blood drips from your knee leaving spotty trails behind as you continue to walk, trying to find a way back. you stopped at an alley, it was dumb but you decided to stay there till it was morning. your heart aches, it hurts. It hurts badly, your hands clenched together into a fist stopping the blood from dripping.

you're alone in nowhere. An urge to feel someone for comfort. you're sitting on the ground with your knees tucked and your fists covering your eyes as you sob.

you fell into a dream. Silence filled up the dream. As time went by, the sun rose from the horizon casting beauty to the sky. your eyes flutter open as you hear footsteps approaching. you immediately looked to the pathway beside you, watching the shadow get smaller.

Emptiness swallowed you whole yesterday. your mind was a total void, devoid of any thoughts or ideas. a tall figure towers over you, “oh god” a familiar voice..

the figure slowly gets onto your level, softly reaching out for your hands. “angel..” he looked at the palm of your hands, a mess.

you glanced up to meet his gaze before your eyes shot open to realise it was Touya this whole time. “touya!” you gasped at the sight of him. in a swift moment, you wrapped your arms around him.

his arms perfectly wrapped around your waist as he took you in. He nuzzled at the crook of your neck before pulling away “I'm so sorry, love..”

“you're okay!” you panted. “Of course I am” a soft grin appears on Touyas face. He made sure he held you close, his hands cradled your cheeks. “ah pretty girl” he took one of your injured hands and gently kissed it. “you're as beautiful as ever.”

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Give me a Simon Riley..

bc honestly, I just love this man bro :( he's.. he's so cute I cannot.

Give me a Simon Riley that would heal his inner child by buying a small plushie keychain that he brings everywhere he goes.

Give me a Simon Riley that would cook for you breakfast, lunch and dinner or even desserts because that's how he shows affection.

Give me a Simon Riley that gets a little jealous of teenagers having fun while he goes grocery shopping or anywhere.

Give me a Simon Riley that definitely gets baby fever.

Give me a Simon Riley who suddenly tends to love physical touches like cuddles, holding hands or even just a simple head rub.

Give me a Simon Riley if he is in love, he would think you came from the seventh heaven and blessed him.

may not be that accurate for you but I see it in him XD

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Y'all hold on, I'm writing smth with Kirishima 🙏🏻