I Desperately Need A Part 2 To The Head Scratching Obsession Katsuki Has With A Few Different Scenarios

i feel like we don’t talk about this scene from the titan’s curse enough, because i think about this a lot. like… a lot. the way he was just like ‘oh i can move faster than bullets, that’s cool’, and then immediately moved on and never thought about it again?? i mean, i knew he could SWIM at mach 5, which is…. hypersonic speed, and equivalent to 3836 miles per hour. and i know all demigods are naturally a bit faster than humans. but like… he can move faster than bullets?

i guess i just wasn’t expecting perseus to go all spider-man on me, that’s all

drunk katsuki!

katsuki hates drinking.

he hates not having a filter on his thoughts. he hates the thought of someone getting injured while he was too drunk to protect them.

though, the thing he hates most right now, is the fact that you’re not beside him. you had to work late tonight and told katsuki to go out with his friends. maybe you’d come later in the night but it’s plausible that you’d be much too tired.

katsuki never let’s himself get drunk.

he’s missing you though. let’s himself have more drinks than he should’ve so he could make up for the fact that you’re not there.

it takes two hours for kiri (tonight’s designated driver) to notice katsukis drunk.

at first glance he looks like his normal self, arms crossed in front of him, frown on his face.

if you take a closer look though, his crossed arms are actually hugging himself and his frown is more of a pout.

“bakubro! what’s up!” he says, making his way over to him.

katsuki lets out a little grumble? whine?? kiri isn’t sure.

“where’s my girl?” katsuki frowns, looking around the bar.

kirishima lets out a little laugh and bakugou glares at him.

“yn’s working tonight, remember? she should be back home by now, but she’s tired, long day.”

“stupid fuckin work. i want her with me.” katsuki pouts, his voice getting softer.

“you’ll see her tomorrow! just enjoy the party tonight!” kirishima attempts to cheer up his friend.

katsuki whips his head in kirishimas direction.

“tomorrow? i won’t see her tonight??” he sounds desperate.

“uh no, bro. first thing tomorrow, promise.”

“i need her now, kiri.” katsuki pleads.

kirishima pauses. when had he ever called him kiri? or begged??

“um i mean i could call her?” kirishima offers.

“yeah! yesyesyeysyes.” he slurs.

you are so tired. you want to go to sleep so bad right now. you were supposed to go to the bar with your friends but, god, you’re so tired.

*incoming call from: kiri*

you groan. that’s probably kiri trying to get you to the bar.

“hey, yn. im sorry if i woke you” he doesn’t sound like his normal cheery self.

“hey, normally you’d be yelling in my ear to get me to party. is everything alright? where’s katsuki?” you say, concerned.

“put it on speakerrrrr.” a distant voice calls to kirishima.

“alright, alright. yn we’re on speaker now.”

you can hear the sounds of the bar in the background, mina and kami squealing at each other, the clanging of beer bottles, the tv in the back with some sports game on it.

“ynnnnnn.” katsuki says, interrupting your train of thought.

“katsuki? are you drunk??” you say, stunned.

“that’s not importanttttt. why aren’t you hereeee, you’re so warm and soft, want you here.” you can practically hear his pout. katsukis never drunk.

“kirishima? why is he drunk?”

“i don’t know, this is new to me. would you pick him up? it doesn’t look like he wants to be here-“

“HEY DONT IGNORE ME!” katsuki shouts.

“hey kiri can you pass the phone to him?”

kirishima does as he’s told.

“babyyyyyy, *hiccup* why aren’t you here with me? want your pretty face beside me all the time.”

“i know, kats, i wanna be with you all the time too. i’m going to come get you okay? you should keep quiet until i get there cause kami’s going to record you if he sees you.” you say to avoid arguments between katsuki and kaminari the following day.

“mmmkay. i’ll always listen to you, pretty. you’re so smart.” katsuki says, dazed.

“okay, bye, katsuki, bye kiri!” you say, grabbing your keys.

when you arrive at the bar you text kirishima to bring katsuki to the car.

a couple minutes go by and kirishima comes out, holding katsuki close beside him.

you get out of the car to meet them.

“yn!!” katsuki cheers.

“hi, kats, did you have too many drinks?”

“nu uh.” he defends.

“here you go.” kirishima says as he gently pushes katsuki to you.

he leans on you, arms around your waist, and face in your neck.

you rub his back.

“hi.” katsuki says shyly, rubbing his nose into your neck.

“hi.” you whisper back.

“thanks a lot, kiri.” you say, grateful for your friend.

“anytime! see you guys!” kirishima waves and turns on his heel, heading back into the bar.

“where do you want to sit katsuki? beside me? or in the back so you can lay down?” you ask.

“wanna sit beside you.” he says, pecking your cheek.

you struggle to get him in his seat, with him not wanting to stop holding you.

“okay, there you go katsuki. i’m just going to go around to my seat, kay?” trying to get him to let go of your arm.

“mmmmmfh. fine.” he huffs, letting go of your arm to cross his own, and turning his head away from you.

you close his door, walking around to your side and getting in.

“hi!” katsuki uncrosses his arms and reaches out to grab you hand.

seems he forgot he was mad.

“hi.” you say, lovingly smoothing his hair.

as you drive home katsuki leans over the console to rest his head on your shoulder.

“we’re home, kats!” you say, excited to get in bed.

“home?” he questions.

“uh huh, come on let’s go inside.” you get out of the car, heading to his door and opening it for him.

he sighs in relief.

“i thought you were going in without me.” he pouts and you laugh.

“without you? never. i need my favourite boy inside with me.” you say and grab his hand, helping him step out of the car.

as you unlock the front door katsuki presses his cheek to your back and holds your waist.

“okay katsuki, can you walk to the bedroom alone? i just want to get you some water.” you say heading to the kitchen.

you grab a glass and pour some water into it. then, you head out past the front hall on your way to the bedroom but you still see katsuki standing in the front hall.

“what’s up, kats, why aren’t you in the bedroom?” you ask.

“don’t wanna go without you.” he pouts.

you laugh.

“okay.” you grab his hand.

“let’s go together then, yeah?” you say, walking to your room hand in hand.

“mmm bed.” katsuki says as you get into your bedroom, flopping onto the bed in his clothes,

“don’t fall asleep yet, katsuki.” you say.

“fine.” he says sitting up.

you give him his glass of water to drink.

then you make him stand up and undress him to his boxers.

“why’re you trying to see me naked?” he laughs to himself.

“you like what you see?”

“get in bed, katsuki.” you laugh.

“you come too?” he asks.

“uh huh, move over.” you say patting his thigh.

he moves so you can get in.

as you shuffle into the sheets and pull the covers over the two of you, katsuki sits up on his forearms so he can lay between your legs with his head on your chest.

“hi.” he says, eyes closing.

“hi.” you whisper back, threading your fingers through his hair.

sassy & half deaf bakugou who refuses to put on his hearing aids and closes his eyes so he can’t see your signing when you two bicker

“boy dad Zayne”

summary: you and Zayne had a son whose personality is just like his dad’s ໒꒰ྀི ´͈ ᵕ  `͈ ꒱ྀི১

content: fluff, a baby!

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the first time Zayne held him, he thought, he’s too small

too small for his hands, too small for this world

but when those tiny fingers grasped his own—tight, insistent, unyielding—Zayne realized something

this boy, his son, would be just as stubborn as him

—

“dada,” a small voice whispered

Zayne turned from his desk to see his son standing at the doorway, brown hair a tousled mess, big, familiar eyes blinking up at him

“mama’s in the kitchen” the boy continued, lowering his voice like they were discussing classified information

Zayne smirked, already knowing where this was going “is she?”

his son nodded, stepping closer “we should go now”

“are you sure?”

“yes,” the boy said, looking so serious it was almost comical “before she comes back”

Zayne sighed, pretending to consider. then he stood, holding his hand out

his son took it instantly

together, they moved silently through the house, past the living room, past the dining table—until they reached their destination

the kitchen.

“I’ll get the chocolates,” Zayne murmured, already reaching for the highest shelf “you go for the cookies.”

his son nodded, moving quickly, barely making a sound

Zayne had to bite back a smile. he really is just like me

“got them!” the boy whispered excitedly, holding up the stolen sweets

“good,” Zayne said, grabbing the chocolate bars “now let’s—”

“what do you two think you’re doing?”

they froze

slowly, Zayne turned to see you standing at the doorway, arms crossed, lips pressed into a firm line

his son immediately hid the cookies behind his back

Zayne, however, simply sighed “you weren’t supposed to be back yet”

“and you weren’t supposed to be stealing sweets before dinner” you shot back, giving them both the look

Zayne exhaled, exchanging a glance with his son

“we’re in trouble” the boy muttered

“very” Zayne confirmed

you stepped forward, taking the chocolates from his hands and the cookies from your son’s

“no more sweets,” you said firmly

“especially you” you added, flicking Zayne’s forehead

he smirked “I don’t know what you mean. I was just following my son’s lead”

“oh, so now it’s his fault?” you huffed

Zayne bent down, ruffling the boy’s hair “we’re in this together, aren’t we?”

his son grinned “yeah!”

you sighed, shaking your head “I swear, raising you both is exhausting”

“but you love us” Zayne teased

you rolled your eyes “unfortunately.”

—

when you got sick, they took it very seriously

Zayne didn’t leave your side, making sure you had everything you needed

his son, however, took it a step further

“mama, drink your tea” he ordered, standing beside the bed with his little hands on his hips

you smiled weakly “I will, sweetheart”

“now” he insisted

Zayne smirked, sitting beside you “you heard him”

you sighed but took a sip “happy?”

your son nodded, satisfied

“good,” he said “because dada and I have a plan.”

you raised a brow “a plan?”

Zayne crossed his arms “we’re making sure you rest properly. no getting up, no working, and definitely no sneaking out of bed”

you groaned “I’m not that sick”

“you are,” your son said, climbing onto the bed “and dada says you have to listen to the doctor”

Zayne smirked “he’s right”

you sighed, defeated

“fine,” you relented “but at least let me—”

“shhh,” your son pressed a finger to your lips

you blinked

“rest” he whispered

Zayne chuckled “you heard him”

you sighed again, lying back

Zayne pulled the blanket over you, pressing a kiss to your forehead

“good girl” he murmured

you rolled your eyes but smiled

your son snuggled into your side, holding your hand

“I love you, mama” he whispered

Zayne’s heart clenched

you squeezed his tiny hand “I love you too, sweetheart”

and Zayne, watching the two of you, thought—I love you both more than anything

—

one evening, you walked into the study and nearly melted on the spot

Zayne sat on the couch, a medical book open in his hands, his glasses resting on the bridge of his nose

next to him, curled up against his side, was your son—holding a children’s book, wearing his little glasses, looking equally serious

your heart clenched

he really is a mini Zayne

they looked so alike—both absorbed in their reading, both adjusting their glasses at the same time, both so incredibly cute you could hardly stand it

you stood there for a moment, just admiring them

then, as if sensing your gaze, Zayne looked up

his lips curled “enjoying the view?”

you smiled, stepping closer “very.”

your son looked up too, pushing his glasses up his nose

“mama, we’re reading” he said, his tone so much like Zayne’s that you had to bite back a laugh

“i can see that,” you teased, sitting beside them “what are you reading, sweetheart?”

he held up his book “it’s about space!”

Zayne smirked “he insisted on reading something educational”

your son nodded “like dada!”

your heart melted

you ran a hand through his soft brown hair, pressing a kiss to his forehead

“you’re just like him, you know that?” you murmured

he beamed

Zayne raised a brow “and here I thought you’d say he looked like you”

“oh, he does,” you said, grinning “but everything else? that’s all you”

Zayne exhaled, closing his book

he reached over, tucking a loose strand of hair behind your ear

“then I suppose we’re both lucky” he murmured

you smiled, leaning into his touch

your son yawned, curling against Zayne’s side

Zayne sighed, lifting him effortlessly “time for bed”

“nooo” the boy whined, already half-asleep

you laughed “no arguing, young man.”

Zayne smirked “she’s right. come on”

he carried him to his room, tucking him in, brushing a hand over his hair

“goodnight, little one” he whispered

“goodnight, dada” he murmured sleepily

Zayne pressed a kiss to his forehead before stepping back

he turned to you, wrapping an arm around your waist

“now,” he murmured, voice low “shall I put you to bed too?”

you smirked “you’d like that, wouldn’t you?”

he chuckled, pressing a slow kiss to your lips

“always.”

don’t be sad because sad spelled backwards is das und das ist nicht gut

random yeon si-eun x gn!reader fluff headcanons

→ yes I wrote these at an airport at 3 am I just have si-eun brainrot there isn't enough fanfiction about him NO anyway yeah I'll make high quality headcanons for him next time AWE YEAH ignore any typos my brain is dead rn

— this man spoils you with a lot of random gifts, and it can happen at literally anytime. he's always listening to you so he knows about all your interests. so whenever you two meet up he'll have his backpack and he'll pull out a gift from it. they're not anything big, but something that shows he pays attention to you. you happened to mention a certain comic around him? well you now have merch for it because he found it for you <3

and then when you thank him repeatedly with some hugs/kisses, he'll just sit there looking down trying to hide a smile. he acts all nonchalant about it like, "it was nothing."

but deep down he is SO happy that you appreciate his effort. because he isn't talented at showing his emotions verbally, so he finds other ways to care for you

━  yeon si-eun is naturally very observant, especially when it comes to the few individual he cares about. so, he'll notice everything about you. having a bad day? he can immediately tell by your body language and the way your voice sounds deeper and heavier than usual. you changed your appearance? even if it's something as little as a new piece of jewelry or maybe styling your hair in a different way

━ he LOVES sitting in comfortable silence in his room. he'll be at his desk studying, meanwhile you're lying down on his bed scrolling through your phone. it makes him feel at ease to know someone is with him, given that he's usually left at home. he enjoys your company so much that he even gave you a copy of his apartment keys so you could come and go as you please

━ he secretly enjoys it when soo-ho and young-yi tease him about his relationship with you.

"si-eun! you gave your jacket to them? aww look at you being all lovey dovey." soo-ho's tone of voice was playful, one that was intentionally trying to tick si-eun off.

young-yi wanted to join in on the fun, "bet you're never going to wash that jacket again when they return it to you."

si-eun deadpanned and gave an usual brushed off response. "they were cold, that's all."

━ you know how he usually has the same expression on his face right? well SOMETIMES at school he'll just be sitting down at his desk and suddenly think of you and a cherished memory the two of you hold, or maybe a compliment you had given him. OR maybe the way you once cupped his face and told him you loved him. and that's all it takes for him to crack a smile, literally out of nowhere in the middle of class. and yeah if soo-ho sees, he'll just nag si-eun about how much he must miss you

━ he's surprised by this himself, but one of si-eun's favorite things to do with you is eating together. he grew up eating basic microwaved meals alone, so he enjoys eating with you. he likes seeing what kinds of foods you like, and he especially loves when you talk about your day or literally just anything because it makes the experience better

"It's just a TV show" maybe to you. I absorbed it into my soul though.

Crédits artist @ng_a10

Board games with uncle Sukuna :)

They are taking this thing seriously, already take the cards out of the game