hybrid blade who is leashed in public, always. it's a rare occurrence to go out and take him with you (as he, a tall, brooding wolf hybrid becomes quite the spectacle). he doesn't fight you when you hook the leash in the ring of his collar with shaking hands. you see a flash of the tag, his name on the front, your name and contact information on the back. the metal is scratched up from how often blade fidgets with it, whether it's on or off of his neck.
however obedient blade is in private, he is a menace in public. he looms over you, lingering a step behind you, orbiting you with each step. he growls when anyone looks at you for too long. you don't need to hold the leash tight, but you wind it around your palm anyways. you worry the leather of it. you see the look blade garners, you see the looks he gives bystanders to your relationship. venemous and angry, even at a distance. god forbid they come within six feet of you.
these jaunts are kept short for your own sake.
by the time you're home, you're worn and stress from having to gently cow blade's instinct. knowing when to click your tongue when he growls, flinching when he bares his teeth at you. you end up with bruises on your wrist and waist from how he likes to touch and keep you close. it's too much, but what could you do about it? how are you to stop a wolf who has decided that you are to be the treat within his jaws at will?
blade always keeps you in bed after an outing. you're always-- so tired. blade says you smell that way. he also makes a few other barbed comments about your scent. you don't smell like you-- you smell like the stores you wandered in. the checkout clerk who brushed her fingers against yours when you handed her coins to pay for pastries and drinks for you and blade. you smell like the perfume of a well-dressed man who eyed you for too long, and walked a little too close.
blade can't have that. you know this.
he'll keep you in bed, yours or his, until he decides you smell enough like home again. his home.
bakugou likes to sleep shirtless most nights.
when you’re in bed with him, both of you doing your own thing—you on your phone, despite his grumbling about it not being good for you, and him reading work reports, despite you telling him he works too much—
sometimes you absentmindedly run your hand up and down his stomach. across his relaxed abs, down the center of his v line, over the pale trail of blond there, and back up.
he’s pretty strict with his diet and exercise, and his body fat percentage is low, so his abs are just visible, though not defined, even when he’s not flexing. you love when he’s like this—soft, with some give to him. your nails scrape his skin lightly.
bakugou grabs your wrist, stopping you mid-motion.
you look up at him, and he gazes back at you with half-lidded eyes that simmer, a zing of heat. your breath catches.
“if you keep doing that, you’re gonna start something you better finish,” bakugou tells you, voice raspy, low. his eyes are velvet in the lamplight.
you flatten your hand against his lower stomach, where his v line narrows. keeping your eyes on his, you slide your hand down, down.
OSAKITA
This is it- this is the main ship I will d!e on
to moving forward
Big bad boss Nanami who doesn’t say much, doesn’t socialize much, doesn’t reveal anything about his personal life to his employees. But one early morning meeting he comes in dishevelled with your pretty red lipstick smeared all around his stern mouth, apologizing because his “beautiful wife” held him up, and the office loses it.
I was late for sunburn meme but consider-
(meanwhile Neuvi wondering where his lumitoiles went...)
BAKUGOU BARBARIAN-VERSE | MASTERLIST
tags/warnings: fantasy au, aged up characters, sfw, accidental marriage, part i is gender neutral but reader has fem pronouns in later parts
PART I (1.3K)
On a cold, windy night, barbarian Bakugou warms you up. Things get complicated from there.
PART II (1K)
Your traveling party visits a village where you accidentally trigger an ancient marriage custom. Now, aspiring suitors will fight for the promise of your hand in marriage, and you're not liking how many unknown villagers seem interested. You're just hoping you can figure out a way to sneak out of the village before the tournament wraps up—except, wait, why is Bakugou striding into the ring...?
PART III (0.5K)
You learn something unexpected about your barbarian sort-of husband.
PART IV (coming soon!)
Bakugou learns something unexpected about you, and quickly becomes far too smug about it.
PART V (coming soon!)
After all these months, you wonder what Bakugou's true feelings for you are and whether your marriage is legitimate in the custom of his people. You try to find out what his plans are for the conclusion of your adventure. A small gesture from Bakugou clarifies his feelings.
drabbles will be posted under the tag #bakugou barbarian verse
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f1 racer!satoru 💭🏎️
a/n: hi friends ! i have had this au rattling in my head like a damn maraca for SO LONG im so glad i finally got around to putting it out for yall :3 this might be for a very niche group of people but i hope the five of you who enjoy f1 will appreciate this 🙏 let me know what yall think if you’d like him to make a reappearance in drabbles or one shots !! <3
masterlist
f1 racer!satoru who is mercedes golden boy, replacing lewis hamilton after his move to ferrari, going toe to toe with the likes of red bull and Ferrari racers
f1 racer!satoru who is loved across the grid and in the general public, think Italian men with charles leclerc, he’s the people’s princess, truly
f1 racer!satoru who dominates his rookie year, leaving everyone stunned at how truly talented and amazing he is
f1 racer!satoru who has the most followers on social media from everyone on the grid, everyone fawning over him constantly
f1 racer!satoru who loves the attention, but all of it seems so meaningless the second he meets you, falling hard and fast from the couple conversations you had, giving you free tickets for the race in an attempt to get more time with you
f1 racer!satoru who shows up and shows out the Grand Prix that weekend, eyes searching the crowd as tries his best to focus on his post race interviews
f1 racer!satoru finds you in the crowd as he steps onto the podium, smile widening and dimples popping out, he’s laughing as his podium mates douse him in champagne, all of them taking a swig from the comically large champagne bottle
f1 racer!satoru who says his to you with champagne dripping down his face and off his snowy hair, asking what the odds were of you letting him take you out on a date where he’s not working
f1 racer!satoru who is impossible to not fall for, with his witty replies and pretty blue eyes, he has you weak in the knees and on FaceTime every night
f1 racer!satoru who takes you carting, letting you win and treating you to dinner afterwards, buzzing with nervousness as he asks you to be his
f1 racer!satoru who is elated to have you as his partner, having you fly out with him whenever you could to his races, explaining everything about formula 1 to you beforehand, chest warming when he realizes how focused you look on his every word
f1 racer!satoru who develops a pre-race ritual with you, having you hype him up and giving him a good luck kiss before the two of you walk out of his driver room and into the garage, he’s zipping up his driver suit and asking you to help adjust his balaclava, smiling when you kiss his nose and wish him luck
f1 racer!satoru who seems to become even better after he started dating you, managing to podium every race and putting up a fight against a dominating red bull team; in every interview he says it’s not only the car but his amazing lover who helps him push every lap
f1 racer!satoru who has a picture of you in his helmet as his lockscreen, and you have one of him in his fireproofs as yours
f1 racer!satoru who gets dubbed ‘the grids angel boy’ after you commented on his post fresh off his Japan Grand Prix win ‘congratulations my angel boy’
the entire grid loves you, announcers and commentators always excited when you show up to a race, cameras showing you in the Mercedes garage ‘and we have y/n in the garage today!’ you smile brightly at the camera, ‘i guess we know who’s gonna get pole position for qualifying tonight’
f1 racer!satoru who drives you around in his fancy Mercedes, sports and classic cars, exploring every city with you, treating you to expensive food and presents, walking hand in hand with you down the streets of Monaco, taking pictures of you at the beach in Miami and sending flowers when you can’t make it to his races
f1 racer!satoru who is absolutely smitten over you, adding your initial to his helmet hidden among the design, showing it to you with sparkling blue eyes as your heart flutters
f1 racer!satoru who runs to you after every race, cupping your face in his hands and kissing you on the lips before celebrating with his team
in hindsight, tetsurou should have known this was a bad idea—offering you the spare room in his apartment after a breakup.
it’s not that he’s opposed to the idea of living with one of his closest friends. you’ve been tightly entangled in one another’s lives for years, after all. and you’re a far cleaner roommate than bokuto ever was.
the problem is that he’s been so goddamn distracted lately.
the problem is that you’re both single for the first time in a long time.
—the problem is that he’s violently reminded of just how fucked he is when he gets home from work one night to find you vacuuming in nothing but a hardly-there pair of shorts and one of his old nekoma tees. and suddenly he’s wrenching his too-tight tie off from around his neck and gunning it to his room without even saying hello, pressing his palms against his eyes like it’ll erase the mental image of his last name across your back.
(the problem is how fucking badly he wants to kiss you.)