synopsis - Annie Leonhart is getting used to being in a relationship…
cw -tooth rotting fluff | could be slightly kinda sorta angsty ig | wlw | blackcodedfem!reader | smoking | use of y/n | nothing much lol | mdni!!
Modern AU | Gf!Annie x Lovergirl!Reader
You and Your girlfriend, Annie have been together for a few months now. You first saw her at a Mitski concert in your city, somehow you worked up your courage to tell her you thought she was pretty. Eventually you saw her at a coffee shop close to your house.
“This is fate”
You thought
So you went up to her and talked a bit, asking for her number. You’re surprised it even worked, but here you are now…
Overtime you figured out Annie wasn’t used to real affection. Sure, she was always kinda mysterious and introverted- but she wasn’t used to genuine love…
Love that you were eager to give to her. It’s not like it was hard, she was always very protective and attentive to you and your needs. She listened, and she cared. She had a sense of humor, a pretty laugh.
What wasn’t there to love?
You told her you loved her about a month in, and you said that you understand if she wasn’t ready to say it back, but you’ll wait as long as she needs.
You can remember the way her eyes widened and her cheeks flushed a rosy pink.
Ever since that day she’s been more affectionate, her slight cold demeanor slipping away. She was less turned off by pda, got you anything you want- Even when fighting, she’d just take a minute before kissing your forehead and calmly asking to talk it out.
She didn’t need to say it…You felt loved by her, and that’s all you need.
Right now you were sitting on a picnic table in the park with your ice cream in your hand, eating it while you talk about your day. Annie’s sitting right next to you admiring you, the cigarette in her hand long forgotten.
“but yeah- I missed you sooo much today baby, you should spend the night. We can watch a movie or watch the show you like with the weird, tall, violent baby things- Do you wanna do that?”
You look over at her, to see her face gazing at you, a little sparkle in her eye you’ve never seen before..
“baby?”
She brushes a curl back behind your ear to see your face better…
“Hmm?”
“You wanna sleepover?”
“Sure Angel”
“Okay! we should get going now then, the sun is about to set”
You say before getting up, before your can annie grabs your wrist.
“Wait- um…I need to say something first”
You sit back down and turn your full attention towards her
“Okay…this is hard for me to say”
She looks down at the piece of wood ya’ll are sitting on, trying to ignore the rush of blood to her face. She slightly pouts and huffs..
“You can tell me Annie, i’ll understand”
She looks up at you…
“Okay….You know- I’m not very good with feelings- I never have been, that’s just not how i was raised. And i’m not used to people being so..kind, and sweet like you are. I’ve always just done my own thing, and that’s all i was ever going to do-“
She relaxes her body a bit
“Until i met you.. Meeting you has changed me, a lot. And it’s weird to me, i’ve never been around someone so loving- Most relationships i’ve had I just broke up with people with no regards for they’re feelings, but with you… I actually feel…wanted- and I don’t wanna see you upset. And i want to be a better person for you- and be able to talk about how I feel…and it scares me…I’m not used to it- I just…- What i’m trying to say is…”
You swear you can feel tears ready to spill from your eyes. Annie looks deep into your eyes. The orange light coming from the purple- pink, cascading around her silhouette…
“I’m in love with you”
…
”Awh Annie- I’m gonna cry- I love you too!”
You lean forward and hug her, you feel her arms tighten around you. Her face falls into your neck. You stay like that for awhile…
You both come out the hug and kiss.
Just one sweet kiss.
“Ready to go..?”
“Mhm!”
“Okay”
She stands up and holds out her hand for you… you grab it.
Annie thinks to herself, this is something she won’t lose.
a/n - i feel like this was a cute thought but the execution might be ass!! I love aot women sm… Thanks for reading, likes and reblogs are appreciated!!
you tell bkg you love his stubble and now he grows it out. hands always on his cheeks. i think he realises you think he’s sexier when he comes back from a trip without shaving, feeling insecure because his hair is a mess, he looks tired af and of course he’s unshaven. then he thinks you’re all over him because you’ve not seen him in a while. but the next morning he brushes his hair off his forehead, washes his face and is about to shave when you’re rubbing up on him like a cat. you’re trying to distract him without telling him what to do. slowly putting his hand with the razor down. kissing his shoulder. sneaking your hands up his tank top. lots of big round eyes from you even though you just woke up. and you can’t be subtle to save your life.
“you look so sexy with stubble.”
and that changes the game because now bakugou keeps it. the five o clock shadow. the light littering of a beard. sooo sexy. on your thighs, on your cheeks, when he’s giving you your breakfast in the morning.
when he’s got a photoshoot for a brand and they shave it for him. he goes to meet you after and your face drops.
“did they make you shave? did they make you? oh katsuki.” and you’re pouting before he gets a hello or a word in. your hand on his face moving side to side.
“it’ll grow back in a few days,” he mumbles, cheeks squished.
cw - dark | mentions of sex | cussing | violence/abuse | implied daddy issues | black coded fem! reader | use of y/n |mdni!!
Toxic Dabi/ Touya Todoroki x ToxicFem!Reader
WARNINGGG: THIS MIGHT BE TRIGGERING
You lying down naked, tangled in sheets.
Next to your boyfriend? friend? situationship?
Coworker, Dabi
…Again
“Do you have a lighter?”
“Why the hell would I need a lighter”
“All you have to do is say no…”
He stares at your furrowed brow for a moment before lighting a small fire in the palm of his hand.
You notice and quickly grab a cigarette out the box and light it. You put it to your bleeding lip and take a deep inhale before breathing the smoke out.
“I don’t get a thank you?”
You ignore his sly comment and turn to look at his face. He has a slight smirk, though you’re not very sure why. He’s always been so damn hard to read. Well that’s except for when he’s horny…
You guys have been fucking on and off since a little after you joined the league. It’s nothing serious, just a casual fuck here and there. Never getting personal or throwing off your work dynamic.
Until recently…
Ever since The Jaku hospital Raid, he’s been…pissy. Maybe it’s his restlessness finally bubbling to the surface, but it’s so fucking annoying.
To add on top of that, you’ve been feeling yourself growing more attached to him, maybe it’s just for the sex, or maybe your catching feelings…
“We have a league meeting soon”
He says getting up, and looking for his clothes on the floor. He puts them on and throws yours right in your face.
“Uh- the fuck is your problem”
“Just get dressed already doll”
He says before leaving, slamming the door.
You sit there by yourself… Maybe he was mad at you, or maybe he was just being a dick..
You put out you cigarette on the window sill and put your clothes on before leaving.
You went back to your dingy little shed you’ve been living in. It’s been a few hours since the meeting and surprisingly no sign of Dabi anywhere.
You look around the room and think..This is what your life has come to…hiding in a torn up fucking shed trying to kill a bunch of annoying kids- and fucking a burnt up asshole…Peachy..
You turn on the 7in TV, surfing through the channel.
Then on the news you see it…
“12 people dead in a house fire- And 6 burnt bodies found on the shore of Taboka Municipal beach park-“
You turn the Tv off.
Fucking Dabi…
You normally wouldn’t care, but earlier in your league meeting All for One specifically asked for everyone to keep a low profile until the big attack.
He’s so fucking stupid, why would he do that- he could’ve gotten caught- he could’ve gotten followed…But he doesn’t give one shit.
There’s four knocks on the door…
Then two bangs..
You open the door and it’s Dabi.
Before you can even talk he grabs your neck and pulls you into a kiss. It’s aggressive…He walks you back into the shed, kicking the door shut with his foot. he backs you up until you fall down to the bed.
“No- fuck, No Dabi”
You push him back and stand up.
“Jesus christ what now?”
“Do you not understand what you did dumbass”
He shrugs and raises an eyebrow
“The fire- The dead bodies”
“Ughh”
He grunts throwing his head back
“Don’t get irritated you know damn well that was fucking stupid- You’re gonna get yourself caught, all for what? Just to kill random people?”
“I was bored- it wasn’t that big a deal-“
“Yes it was you were specifically told not to go out- To keep a low profile. And you go kill people to cure some boredom, what are you 5- That’s so fucking stupid Dabi- you’re gonna get yourself caught”
“Who gives a shit, I didn’t get caught did I? No. So calm the fuck down and give me what I came for.”
He starts to raise his voice, his hands moving as he speaks
“Oh so you only came to fuck- You’re literally just using me. You’ve been so fucking bitchy lately, Go fuck yourself”
“Me? I’m the bitchy one- You’re the one who’s been clinging to me, If anything You’re the annoying one. All we’ve ever done is fuck around, You’re acting fucking stupid and getting attached.”
“Kill yourself.”
“Oh!?” He laughs “Is that your only response? Wowww- I’m going. I’m not going to stand here and argue with you.”
You look up as he turns away- how do you get him to stay- Anything..ANYTHING- Just make sure he stays.
“You and your damn anger issues- You’re your fathers son-“ He stops “Can’t even fix a fucking argument”
When he turns around you see a different look in his eyes. Pure hatred mixed with rage. You’ve never seen him so anger before, the look alone makes you step back.
“Fucking Bitch-“ He shoves you against the wall, grabbing your arm “You little cunt- Don’t ever compare me to that son of a bitch again” His hold on your arm tightens, you can feel his palms heating up. “Da-“
“Don’t fucking talk.”
A smile starts to grow on his face…
You can feel your arm starting to burn.
“You don’t know what the hell that motherfucker is like- I swear to god the the next time you bring up his name I will kill you.”
Tear rolls down your face..You’re not sure if it’s from the burn on your arm or his yelling.
The moment he sees that he drops your arm, and steps back.
Turning his back towards you, he runs both his hands down his face letting out a sigh…
He stays on that position long enough for you to step forward and hug him from behind. You’re forehead on his back.
you sniff “i’m sorry..” it comes out shaky and pathetic..
“…I’m sure you are.”
He turns to face you, looking down at you and your mascara stained face…
He brings his hands to your face, you flinch but he doesn’t move them. He drags his thumbs across your cheeks wiping any excess tears away.
“Go lay down..”
And you do..
He hovers over you, and all you can think is…
“The burn doesn’t hurt so bad”
a/n - wow…uhh idk, this got kinda crazy!!! I tried to make them both toxic cause, usually it’ll only be one person, and that’s not always the case..i’m kinda shocked i wrote this but um…i spent a long time doing it so im posting it. lmk if i should take it down or not…
I wish my mother didn't emotionally neglect me my entire childhood, because it has unfortunately resulted in me seeking validation from the masses, which has resulted in me being discouraged when the validation is not given.
But I'm extremely aware that nobody owes me anything, and I feel borderline narcissistic for thinking I deserve immediate validation when theres people out there who are cooler and more talented than me, who get the validation I want, but they get it because they are more talented and cooler than I am, so I can't really complain.
Only think I can do is get better at my craft, but I get so discouraged, I don't want to practice.