found soo many potential dad!katsuki vids on reel, might need to start writing again shit
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Love Begins
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found soo many potential dad!katsuki vids on reel, might need to start writing again shit
horny y/n jumping on bkg even though he’s exhausted from work and still helps her 🤤
i love goofy ideas like these. u WIN
you were the brave one today. working from home… all alone… unable to adjust to your lover not being around… even if he was at work and you planned for this weekday to be at home. especially when you heard him let himself into your apartment while you had to finish up a work call. it was the hastiest, a borderline unprofessional goodbye how you rushed to end the call because he was here finally.
you only saw him a few days ago after all.
stepping into your living room, bakugou katsuki is hard to miss. massive body sitting in the centre of your sofa, he’s got his head in his hands, elbows on his knees in silence, sporting a black hoodie and shorts.
“you okay?” you ask, practically floating to stand in front of him, tugging his hand so he can uncover his face for you.
when he pulls away, looking up at you, your heart drops to your clit. in sickness or health, whatever words you’ll be saying on your wedding day to this man… well, you get it now.
katsuki meets your eyes with these droopy ones, cushioned with two dark bags underneath them. to anyone else it looks like he’s gonna curse you out any second, his eyes are practically slits but you can note, it’s just tiredness, especially when he leans his head into your palm.
you've met me at a very "yeah i'm trying to work on that" time in my life
bakugou x reader. a 1.6k drabble. cw: established relationship, fluff.
it was only a little argument. today was supposed to be a date day with your boyfriend, smoothies and a walk around the park. have a picnic, magazine shopping and he wanted to get new running trainers. though before you left out he started rushing you, knowing you had to finish up this work call and you act terribly under pressure. that caused you to shout and caused him to be snappy so now you’re sitting in this smoothie shop in dead silence.
it’s silent treatment on both sides. you told the cashier what smoothie you wanted, he said his and then he tapped his card. you sat down at this big ten seater table with a few other people dotted on it while bakugou sat at the head of the table. you didn’t want to sit on the cute one on one couples seats by the window where you would be forced to look at his face, so big table you go.
you stay seated with your arms crossed when bakugou gets up again to collect your two smoothies. he puts your pink berry one on the table in front of you and he dumps himself in his seat. still with no words uttered. you pull out your book as you sip. he pulls out his phone, answering emails and reading work reports.
it’s needed silence, that’s for sure. any moment now you’ll touch your foot with his or he’ll pull your chair closer to his. he’ll mumble sorry first or maybe this time you will and you can continue your day being the loved up couple you usually are. he hasn’t even offered if you want to taste his smoothie yet… well you haven’t offered him either. but any second now, any second someone will.
you don’t even get a chance to put your bag down before bakugo is yanking you into his arms, grumbling something about how damn long you kept him waiting.
“katsuki—”
“shut up,” he mumbles, already burying his face into your shoulder. “just lemme have this.”
you sigh, but it’s hard to be exasperated when he’s clinging to you like this—arms tight around your waist, fingers gripping the fabric of your shirt like you might disappear if he lets go.
“you’re so needy,” you tease, running your fingers through his hair.
he grunts. “so what?”
you laugh softly. “so nothing. it’s cute.”
his grip tightens. “ain’t cute.”
you can feel how warm his face gets, even if he’s trying to hide it against your neck. his breath is warm, sending a little shiver down your spine when he mutters, “kiss me.”
you smile, pressing a kiss to his temple.
he tenses. then pulls back just enough to glare at you. “babe. a real one.”
before you can even think about teasing him again, he’s already moving—cupping your face, leaning in, kissing you slow and deep like he’s making up for lost time.
when he finally pulls away, he stays close, forehead resting against yours. “missed you,” he murmurs, barely above a whisper.
your heart melts. “i was only gone for a few hours.”
“too long.” he huffs, dragging you toward the couch. “now shut up and cuddle me.”
I'm back on tumblr hehehe,, my utrh jason collection :3c
i believe in “jason todd has that little tummy pouch that comes with a 4/6pack” supremacy like don’t get me wrong jason is pure muscle and is unnaturally fit like all the batkids but he’s massive and he’s big and he comes with that little soft belly bit when he’s not tensing. dick grayson is lean he always has been he’s doing all sorts of training and he’s THEE circus boy he’s slender and fit and has no body fat he’s got a fully defined 6 pack on a bad day not even trying cause that’s just how’s he’s built. JASON TODD HOWEVER is a man with meat on his bones. he’s got the massive arms that are squishy when he’s relaxed but fucking huge and defined when he tenses he’s got the little soft tummy pouch but again when he tenses or when he works out or even just moves/fights you can see he has a 6 pack. Jason todd gains something from having weight on him it makes him 10x more intimidating when all anyone sees is how broad and big and intimidating red hood really is just JASON TODD HAS A SLEEPER BUILD KIND OF cause it’s not really hidden cause to look at him you already know your fucked but when he acc shows how much muscle he carries on him it shocks people that type of sleeper build just omg Abhhhhhhhh
Jason cannot say “I love you” with a straight face. He always smiles, always. Serious situation or not, his teeth will show and his eyes will crinkle.
The first time he said it though, he was afraid. His palms felt clammy and his heart thumped hard against his rib cage. He was happy, but nervous nonetheless.
He stared at your back as you took the freshly baked cookies out of the oven, the aroma coated your kitchen and eased some of Jason’s nerves. He let you put the baked goods on the cooling rack before pulling your body into his. You laughed at the sudden display of affection.
“What’s up, handsome,” you giggled into his chest, pulling him closer. His hands tangled themselves around your body and he hummed softly. He placed a gentle peck on the crown of your head and ran his fingers along your clothed skin.
You stayed there, enjoying each other’s embrace and then, he pulled away. You groaned at the sudden loss of warmth and he laughed while ruffling your hair.
“I have to tell you something,” he said, already struggling to keep a straight face.
“Oh, so that’s what it was. You’re tying to butter me up Todd, what did you do this time,” you asked him with faux suspicion. He chuckled, but it was not his normal laugh. It was deeper this time, like he truly meant it, like for the first time in along time, he was truly happy.
He didn’t tease you with suspense and said it outright.
“I love you,” he exclaimed, a little louder than he had hoped, but the anxiety had made it difficult to control his tone. Any normal person wouldn’t have noticed the nervousness in his sentence, but you weren’t any regular person. You knew Jason like the back of your hand. And so, without missing a beat, you cupped both his cheeks in your hands.
You placed a gentle peck against the tip of his nose and softly caressed his skin, your fingers danced at the side of his jaw. Your hands felt warm against his skin and he let himself melt into your touch.
You stared into his emerald eyes and then quietly whispered, “I love you too.” His eyes lit up and he took your words as a sign to pull you into a deep, yet passionate kiss.
You smiled against each other’s lips and he said it again. “I love you, so so so much.”
Inspired by Citrusy sweetness (sunlitlemonade)
- Or little Jason can't peel oranges properly, good thing he has a big brother for that.
Then and now
I cannot stop thinking about his parents making him take music lessons and how he probably HATED it
simon refused to buy a new phone, the one he has is good enough, you can call, can send messages and it has a game of a little worm that eats squeares on it. he doesnt need another one.
until you tell him that, if he gets a new phone, he could have s folder filled with pictures of you...
"should have said that before lovie"
the day he buys his phone you teach him how to use it, how to had his 5 contacts to his phone (price, jhonny, kyle and you), then he spends 2 hours deciding what picture to use as his screensaver.
now, when he is on duty and cant sleep with you, the two of you call eachother and now it doesnt sound like he is talking trough a brick.
simon will send you pictures of him because you begged him to do. he sends you a pictures of his boots, his dinner, a photo of him standing besides jhonny after working out, a picture of his new and not damaged balaclava.
he also downloads tons of games, his phone os filled with them and you have to teach him how to erase them.
he doesnt have social media, but he does wacth youtube videos from time to time (specially to learn how to do little heart shapes with paper that he can gift to you)
inspired by that sound on tiktok
simon standing at a bus stop in london, he fucking hates this city but sometimes he has business to take care of here. as usual, it’s pissing down with rain and he didn’t bring an umbrella or a hoodie
he’s more bothered about the fact that his cigarette is getting wet and keeps dwindling out. he’s got 5 minutes until the bus gets here and he really doesn’t feel like rolling another one
he’s already agitated and he’s gonna take it out ont he next person who talks to him. or so he thinks, until he feels a light tap on the back of his shoulder. he straightens up and turns with purpose, only to slump in annoyance when he sees you. a pretty thing that he already knows he can’t be a cunt to
there’s normally only one reason someone as sweet as you might approach him and his eyes scan about for any wrongen who might be bothering you but he finds none, just your hand held out with a closed up umbrella wrapped in your palm
“hi… sorry to bother you, I just thought you might want my spare umbrella. I brought it with me by mistake and you look like you need it more than I do…” you smile nervously, clearly off-put by the furrow in his brow and steely look clouding his eyes
he stares at you for a few seconds, unmoving and he thinks you might give up. he sighs and reaches into his pocket, pulling out an old receipt before scribbling something on the back. snatches the umbrella and shoves the piece of paper into your hand
“take this.” he grumbles, not looking at you. he doesn’t need a reminder of your unwavering gaze and welcoming eyes so soon
“anyone gives yeh any bother, call me. I’ll fuckin’ kill ‘em for yeh.”
he doesn’t give you a chance to respond before stubbing out his cigarette and getting on his bus which arrived a bit too soon for his liking
Cat therapy for the red hood
Talking to those who understand you is valuable; perhaps that's why I've spent half my life talking to myself.
I’m here to say Jason motherfucking Todd has praise kink, thank you very much.
Not even sexually.
Like that man lives in such darkness and terror that a small “You did great,” was making his knees weak for you.
What? He fixed your broken lamp? and you’re being a normal human being by saying “Thank you, Jay, I know I can count on you” and his whole face is red as the hoodie he’s wearing but he just grumbled and shrugged it off per usual but repeating those words mindlessly throughout the day— maybe even weeks.
Oh he saw you talking with other men? and you’re just clarifying that— “You’re the only guy that caught my heart.” he makes sure he knows your ring size in the next hour.
And if he had hard time with his bubbling jealousy, tell him your standards in men. By describing him, — “He’s big and tall, also has a pretty puppy eyes when he’s pouty and and, maybe a bit grumpy. I like my man that way,” and he’s all putty and mushy.
ALSO tell him he’s been doing good. melted. instantly. groaning and begging for more praises.
again, not even sexually, just throwing a simple compliment to him for “being such a good boyfriend to me,” and he will drop on his knees in front of you.
Just saying :/
“All we need is a bed to lay in, someone to nurse our insecurities and to remind us that the world isn’t so lonesome if we share it with hearts who lay on similar pillows of madness.”
— Joe Straynge