Can you imagine getting home from work and COOKING with the love of your life in your kitchen, together!! In comfy pjs and dancing to music while it rains outside! Then after you eat you go and snuggle up for a movie in your king sized bed and your dogs come and join you can you EVEN imagine??
reblog if you believe fanfics are as valid as books that were published and sold by authors who write as their main careers. I'm trying to prove a point
saturdays are for the blondes // fratboy smau part one
a/n: i love my blondies (bakugou's n hawk's will be out later whenever i feel like making those) *also written under the cut*
denki kaminari, katsuki bakugou, hawks
"You in there?" You call out, harshly knocking on the bedroom door over the blasting music still echoing throughout the house.
The door swings open to reveal Denki's flushed face holding a bloody wadded paper towel up to his nose.
"Hey cutie." He nasally squeaks out, stepping out of the way so you could enter. "Came to check in on your knight in shining armor, huh?"
"Hey yourself. Just wanted to admire the damage." You tease, closing the door behind you, muffling out the music.
You follow him to his bathroom where you see multiple others of used paper towels and bloody droplets in the sink, making your stomach turn.
"Looks like a warzone." You grimace. "Let me see." You motion for him to move his hand away his face, revealing a smudged line of dried blood dragged out from his nostril and redness spreading across his nose bridge and into the area right under his eye.
You reached up and grabbed his chin, moving his head side to side to see the damage done.
"How's it looking?" He mutters, looking down at you with a slight smirk on his face.
"The bleeding stopped and it doesn't look broken to me. You may or may not wake up with a black eye, but if you keep it iced you should be fine." You pat the side of his face before dropping your arm. "Your face is still cute, so at least there's that."
"You wanna kiss it better?" He takes a step closer to you, leaning in to let his arms stretch out against the bathroom sink, trapping you in on both sides.
You two were at eye level now, faces only inches away from one another. With his backwards baseball cap and his messy blonde hair peeking out from the front, cropped t-shirt, and alcohol running through your system, his offer was tempting.
"You think you'll survive if I don't?" You laugh as the heat rises up to your ears.
"No, I don't think so. You've been avoiding me all night too, so my feelings are wounded too." He fake pouts.
"So sensitive, pres." You teasingly coo, darting your eyes to avoid his lidded stare. "I guess I do kinda owe you, don't I?"
"Mmhm." He hums in agreement, moving his hand from the bathroom counter to your lower waist, playing with the hem of your shirt. "Only if you want to, of course. I can always catch another beating for you at the next party.
"I'm still gonna be on the invite list after that? You must really like me."
"V.I.P. list and everything, baby. I'll fight a million more guys and take a million more beatings for you." He chuckles.
"You really do know how to swoon me, huh?" You bring your hand up to his cheek, brushing your thumb over the tender area darkening and swelling with every minute.
"Even when you love playing hard-to-get." He mumbles, reaching his hand up to the side of your neck as you lean in to softly kiss the bruise. "I know you better than anyone."
"You piss me off more than anyone else, too." You mutter against the soft flesh of his cheek.
"That's just the fun of it." He moves his hand down to his chain hanging from your neck, letting a finger loop onto the end of it, pulling your body in closer. "Sleepover tonight?"
"Nope." You popped the 'p'. "The girls are waiting for me downstairs to walk back to our apartment."
"Boo." He whines. "When can I see you next?"
"I dunno. The next function?" You shrug, reaching around the back of your neck for the necklace clasp. "You can have this back too."
"Wait no no." He grabs your hand away. "Keep it and give it to me next time. Please."
You sigh with a hint of a smile on your lips, dropping your arms. "See you next time then, pres."
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kissing him for so long that it makes you forget about everything else in the world, and all you know is that you wanna make a home with your lips pressed against his own.
hands caress faces, or give a light squeeze along your body here and there. but neither of you pushes onward or initiates something more. just kissing and kissing and kissing and kissing until you find eternity there or your lungs give out. whichever comes first.
you and denki start dating and he finds out you use a vibrator wand (he was looking through your drawers while you slept š) and he laughs and says its cute that youāve never had a guy eat you out before,, heās nose deep in between your thighs and, when youāre close, switches it on and presses it to your clit and watches you tense up and just shake
nosy of him but real smh
him taking all your firsts thoughā¦ love that. the trust and the love of sharing any fantasy and anything new that you want to try and being able to not judge each other no matter how shy you are itās totally fine and he has such a safe aura š„ŗ but also knowing if he knows anything like that heās going to use it to his advantage. he has a sick interest in seeing you squirm (in a good way)
he would go feral for a chance to ācorruptā you, and would be putting his all in to make it the best experience for you if only so he gets to get between your legs again and again.
but youāve been dating so long and still rely on that vibrator instead of coming to him? tsk tsk. heās either got to make you feel so good you canāt go back to the vibrator or heās got to make you cum as many times as he can before you tap out with it so he can see whatās so good about your little toy. you must be willing to let him try it out if itās good enough to keep right next to your bed.
reminded of a fic i was writing a while back about single mother reader with a son who ADORES pro hero denki,, shes all insecure about her body and wonders why this young guy who could have literally anyone wants herā¦ the dad that stepped up fr!! he would rock that shirt lol
also him whining and begging to āgive her another oneā and calling her mama while fucking her in missionary š«
i love single mother fics š„ŗ he would make such a good step dad too, the whole sentiment of him choosing to love you and be there for both you and your child is so loverboy denki like he truly doesnāt care because heās in love!!! and let us be honest he would rock dad humor and funny shirts!
and him begging to give you another oneā¦ shut up because i would be giving him a dozen iām not even joking š« donāt put denki + babies in the same sentence because iām fr ovulating and have baby fever rn
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