@hitoshisbf I KNOOOW, I'M ASHAMED OF MYSELF. SHINSOU DESERVES ALL THE BLOWJOBS I MEAN THE LOVE

@hitoshisbf I KNOOOW, I'M ASHAMED OF MYSELF. SHINSOU DESERVES ALL THE BLOWJOBS I MEAN THE LOVE♡

Lool, here it is~ c;

When you decided to call your man as you walked home from work, knowing he was at the gym at that hour, you expected anything. Music, loud noises, even people talking loudly.

However, you weren't expecting... that.

A grunted moan, followed by, "Hey, gorgeous... ugh... how's your day? Mmh..."

You stopped walking, mind trying to comprehend what you just heard.

"Umm, good?" You knew your tone sounded more like a question than an affirmation, and so did him.

Shinsou Hitoshi laughed in a breath, followed by another pant and a mmh that now made you press your thighs together. "Are you asking me, baby? Fuck..." and the sound of dropping a big weight was heard.

The sudden thought of him doing those noises while laying over you, your legs around his slim waist and fingers grabbing his strong biceps, his dick so deep buried into you that the only coherent thought would be "more".

And now you were definitely clenching, in need of him.

You slapped yourself mentally to gather your thoughts back together. Looking around to see if anybody noticed your sudden hornyness for this man that was driving you crazy.

A hand slides throughout your locks as you resume your walking, "Shit... Sorry I called, I just wanted to ask if you want some fuck, shit, no, I mean, if you want tonight some dinner, EAT dinner at my place tonight?"

The grumbled of his breathed laugh was felt in your spine, traveling tour whole body even though he wasn't physically behind you, "You said tonight, twice." Another pant.

You gulped.

Jesus, this man was...

"Dinner and fuck, sounds like a plan to me, bub."

You almost tripped. "I didn't..."

"Oh, yes, you did... And I'm definitely gonna have my way with you," his voice sounded breathy, but his flirty tone was there. Torturing you like he always did.

Fuck. You want him so badly it's making you go insane.

You bit your lower lip looking around you to see if there's enough people paying attention or close enough to hear what you're about to say.

"If you can make those sounds again... you can have desert first."

You could picture his side smirk, breathy pants as he completely stops what he's doing, and said, "Deal."

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Choso sleeps. A lot.

It’s more than you would imagine for a man of his importance, yet for nearly three hours a day after getting to your place, he curls up on the couch, kicks his legs up and closes his pretty eyes to let his dreams take over and slumber wash over him.

It's cute. It's also just a little bizarre.

You always smile down at him, card a hand through his soft hair, plant a kiss to his forehead and lay a warm blanket over his shoulders to keep him warm.

His little snores ring in the air as you cook dinner, and when he wakes up with the smell of fresh food, he hooks his chin over your shoulder and wraps his arms around your torso with a sleepy smile.

Today, that cycle breaks.

You card your hand through his hair with a loving smile, lean down to press a kiss to his forehead, and-

Big, pretty eyes immediately blink open before you can make contact, a wide smile splaying over his face, only to drop in worry when you flinch back and fall.

“OH GOD!”

“Oh no!”

An arm quickly darts out to catch you, only to have you half caught, half plopped to the floor. You clutch your chest in fear, “choso! What’re you doing!”

“I… I was just-“

“You scared me, you ass! Why are you pretending to be asleep!”

"I didn't mean to!" he says quickly. "I just got so excited for my kiss... I'm sorry."

Your brows furrow and you plop down next to him on the couch, "what kiss, Cho?"

His cheeks blister into a blush of embarrassment, "When... when I fall asleep, you press a kiss to my forehead, and I really like that. It's something that's simple, but i really enjoy you doing." He buries his face in his hands to hide the way he’s blushing.

You ponder for a few seconds before the lightbulb goes off in your head, “ohhhhh! Your forehead kiss!”

He nods in his hands.

“Babe,” you chuckle. “I can just give you forehead kisses. There not exclusive to when you’re asleep! All you have to do is ask, or let me just come to you naturally. Nine times out of ten, when I come near you, I'm coming in for a kiss." To prove your point, you lean inwards to press a loving kiss to his forehead, then one on his nose, then the corner of his lips. He smiles and turns his head slightly to catch your lips in a kiss, and you pull back with a smile. “I like kissing you. Awake, and asleep.”

“Well I like receiving your kisses,” he says, laying his hand palm up for you to lace your fingers with, which you do happily before bringing his knuckles up to kiss them as well. “I like you giving me affection.”

“And I like giving it to you,” you laugh.

He tosses an arm around your shoulder and pull you close to his side, allowing you to cuddle into him with a happy sigh.

You kiss his cheek, “so… you like getting kissed huh?”

He blushes again and rests his forehead against yours to make eye contact, “don’t push it.”

“Too late, Cho.”

Bakugou x fem!reader

a/n: REUPLOADED FROM OLD BLOG Happy New Year.

He saw you. 

It’s over. He saw you. Katsuki saw you. 

Despite trying to hide in a fucking closet or getting to the bathroom quicklyy to shut yourself in a stall, he still saw you. 

It was hard for him not to see you, considering you bumped into him. Or more like you ran face first into his fucking chest. And on impact, as if the tears you were holding back were only being held back by a flimsy little gate, they spilled out of your eyes as you looked up at him. 

Here’s the thing, Katsuki is probably the absolute worst person to start crying in front of. Especially outta nowhere like this.

On a scale from Shouto to Eijirou, Katsuki is a negative score on the “people I’d burst into tears in front of on accident because I’m bad at feelings”scale.

You can hear it now, his gruff voice chastising you, calling you a cry baby while he pushes you away from his chest roughly. You can imagine the way he’d sneer at you and call you weak. Your absolute worst nightmare. 

You don’t even meet his eye, strictly keeping your eyes glued to the floor as you catch yourself from falling backward. You pay attention to his feet, his toes are curled as if he’s steadying himself as well.

And then you hear the growl, or at least the beginnings of the growl rumbling his chest before he pauses and shifts his weight to one side. 

If you were looking at him, you’d see that he was tilting his head and bending down, trying to get a good look at your face. Since you’re not looking at him, you don’t get the hint to turn away so he does see you tear stained cheeks and red eyes.

You sniffle quickly, at least he won't see you with a gross runny nose. You take a deep breath and prepare to stare into the eyes of the guy who is single handedly going to drill the last nail into the coffin of this very very shitty fucking day. 

“Oi, what’s goin’ on with you?” 

You blink. 

That… is not at all what you expected to hear. He’s asking what’s wrong with you? And there’s not a trace of malice in the question. It’s clean, genuine, caring. It catches you so much off guard that you stand quickly and gaze at him in shock.

Your lips are parted slightly, your eyes are wide as the tears continue to drip down your face and chin and the lump in your throat–which you assume is a sob just waiting to be released–grows a bit smaller. 

“You cryin’? The hell happened? Did someone…do something to you?” 

No fucking way. He sounds worried. Katsuki is worried about you. You can’t recall Katsuki ever sounding worried about anyone, ‘cept maybe Eijirou. 

“You…you’re asking me why I’m crying?” you stammer, still lost in your bewilderment. 

He rolls his eyes, as if this behavior is normal for him. 

“Tsk, did I stutter? Now ya gonna tell me what the hell happened or are you gonna continue to stand there starin’ at me like a dum–”

His words are cut off by a rough oof and you’re suddenly aware of your arms wrapping tightly around his waist. You bury your face in his chest and it’s warm, exactly what you need right now. He smells a little like the gym, sweaty and musty, but his natural scent is quite sweet and smokey.

It reminds you of summer campfires and fresh summer air. You nestle your body against his, hugging him so tight you feel like you can hug away all the frustrations and anger of the day. 

Katsuki doesn’t move, in fact he freezes in place, holding his arms out to the side as he blinks in confusion and stares down at you. You can hear his heartbeat speeding up, the rapid pounding like a drum against your cheek. It soothes you, grounds you, gives you a nice repeating beat to hone in on and distract yourself as you calm down. 

And when enough time for the shock has worn off, Katsuki surprises you even more by wrapping his arms around your back and holding you closer to him. When he does, the sob yoyoing up and down in your throat finally breaks out and you cry into his chest. 

Katsuki rubs his cheek lightly against the top of your head. He murmurs in a voice so soft you didn’t think it was possible to come from him. “S’alright…you’re alright…you’re ok here with me. I ain’t gonna say anything.” 

It’s like he knows you don’t want anyone to know about this. It’s like he knows you don’t want people to see you crying, vulnerable, exposed. It’s like he knows all of that and he’s telling you, it’s ok for you to be this way around him. It’s astounding honestly.  

It seems your scale is a bit off balance. Katsuki’s not a negative on the scale. In fact, he’s the most positive. The highest the scale can go, And over time, as the two of you grow closer, he continues to be that for you. He never judges, or calls you names. He immediately understands how defenseless you feel. 

“How’d you know, that first day you saw me crying?” you ask him one day. 

He only shrugs, “Think I can’t see when you’re hidin’ your feelings and ready to burst? Besides, I know you think it’s weak…sometimes I do too. But…it ain’t weak. You ain’t weak. So you should start opening up to all the other extras you call friends too.” 

He scolds you, but it’s gentle. You have a sneaking suspicion he knows all about your feelings on crying because he shares the same views. In which case, you know he’s being genuine with you. You only hope that one day, you can be what he’s been to you. 

A shield when you can no longer shield yourself from all the bad that happens. 

divider by @/cafekitsune

Happy Birthday, Lynette!

It's a fine day today. Perfect for an open-air magic show.

Hmm... You mean why aren't I backstage preparing for the show?

Lyney told me to just leave it all to him today.

That said, I think I already know what kind of "surprise" magic he'll have prepared... I'd better pretend I haven't figured it out though.