you’re swaying slightly in the doorway when nanami opens it, your coat half off your shoulders and your cheeks flushed a little too brightly.
“there you are,” he says gently, stepping forward to catch you just as you start to wobble toward him. “i was about to come get you.”
you blink up at him, eyes wide and a little dazed. then, suddenly, you grin.
“whoa,” you breathe, pressing your hand to his chest. “you’re… wow. you’re really handsome.”
nanami raises an eyebrow. “you’re drunk.”
“yeah,” you admit, nodding sagely. “drunk and lucky, apparently. do you—” you squint at him like you’re trying to see him better. “do you have a girlfriend?”
he lets out a quiet breath, something almost like a laugh, and takes off your coat. “no. i have a wife.”
your eyes go comically wide. “you’re married?”
“yes,” he says, amused now, “to you.”
you stare up at him, stunned—and then your face just lights up.
“really? i married you? holy shit. i did so good.”
you throw your arms around his neck without warning, nearly knocking both of you off balance, but he catches you easily, holding you close as you giggle into his shoulder.
“you’re so warm,” you mumble. “and strong. and you smell nice.”
he hums, steadying you with one arm while slipping his shoes off with the other. “come on, sweetheart. let’s get you to bed.”
“bed with my husband,” you say dreamily as he scoops you up. “i have the best husband. i think i’m in love with you.”
he carries you down the hall, voice quiet and fond. “good. because i’m very in love with you.”
you’re already falling asleep when he tucks you in, but you still manage to whisper, “i’d marry you again. like. right now.”
and nanami just smiles, brushing a strand of hair from your face.
“i’d say yes.” he whispers back.
i know y’all saw that…
i have absolutely nothing appropriate to say
Guys I need help finding a fic 😢
Reader is a cam girl, one day she goes on a trip to with her mom and stepdad but her step brother, suguru who she HATESSS is there, little does she know that suguru is one of her highest playing clients
PLLSSSS HELP A GIRL OUT 😞😞🙏🏽
Lost Youth 🥀
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I think bkg’s baby gets your eyes and your temperament and he’s so relieved. He doesn’t say a word about it, ever, but when his daughter is 6 years old and some twerp takes her toys on the playground and she only cries, doesn’t try to explode his face off when he picks her up to walk her home—bakugou is so relieved it makes him nauseous. Because he wanted that anger to die with him—because with all of the light and hope and good you brought into his life, he’d hoped that it be enough to ward off that venom that he still feels the remnants of in his veins.
When his baby drops her head on his shoulder, tuckered out, he feels pretty confident that it did.
what I’m known for - insane jjk fics™️
ALL OUT OF LUCK
pairing. k. bakugou x reader
synopsis. you had the biggest, fattest crush on bakugou katsuki in high school, which granted you weird looks and judgment from those who found out, because why, when you could fawn over prince-like todoroki or manly kirishima instead? fast forward to 10 years later, though, and now the joke’s on them, because #2 pro-hero dynamight just got dubbed the hottest bachelor of the year. but that doesn’t matter, because you’re over him now. you’ve been over him, ever since that butchered attempt at confessing where he dismissed you as a gen ed extra before you could even get the words out. so why, all of a sudden—and an entire decade later—do you have to work with him on a top-secret mission?
status. completed (42.4k)
tags. fem!reader, pro-hero!katsuki, aged-up (26), a lot of cussing (bkg-typical), several mentions of bullying & discrimination (quirk supremacy), reader has a quirk :0, reader is alluded to being smaller than bkg, canon-typical violence, mentions of food, mentions of physical and mental health issues, nsfw themes (is there gonna be eventual smut? fuck around and find out)
links. ao3
꩜ .ᐟ chapter one
꩜ .ᐟ chapter two
꩜ .ᐟ chapter three
꩜ .ᐟ chapter four
꩜ .ᐟ chapter five
꩜ .ᐟ chapter six
꩜ .ᐟ chapter seven
꩜ .ᐟ chapter eight
꩜ .ᐟ chapter nine
dilf!kento thinks it's odd just how hot and bothered you get when he does the most mundane of things.
for example, he'll be getting dressed in the morning: hair mussed and eyes dark from the lack of sleep that parenthood brings. fingers working his belt through the loops in his slacks and fastening the buckle just to be startled by you, having leapt out of bed to drop to your knees before him and suck him off right there in the walk in closet.
or, later on, when he's cleaning up the kitchen after sending the kids off to school, and you walk in to find his sleeves rolled up, humming away to himself as he washes dishes in the sink. of course, the look on his face when he turns to find you already sat on the countertop and beckoning him over is as priceless as it is arousing.
or god forbid he starts paying bills. sitting at the dining table with papers scattered in front of him, pen held in his strong hand as those glasses of his slide down the bridge of his nose. god, he's so pretty when he's concentrated, working with numbers like a whore! he shouldn't be surprised when you weave your way between him and the papers to sit on his lap and start working at hooking him out of his pants. so you can sit on his cock and get your fill.
"keep acting like that, sir, and you're gonna be a daddy again."
he's gruff. tired. so fucking sexy. "i'm going over the credit card statement. did you spend five hundred dollars on—"
"mmm stop talking and fuck another baby into me, ken."
and, because you married the right man, a pair of strong arms are already hoisting you up and carrying you to the bedroom. "as you wish, love."
Doodling my favorite guy
Kagero