multi-character drabble.
includes insecure! reader w glasses, adult themes so, mdni.
he doesn't understand why you take off your glasses right before stepping out. you're squinting at absolutely everything, struggling to even read the types of boba on the menu behind the counter. your eyebrows are furrowed and you're biting your lips, so he reads out the menu, emphasizing your go-to. as you walk out of the cafe with your usual boba in one hand, and his arm in the other, he asks you. "do you not feel pretty in your glasses?" and you almost choke on the chewy tapioca. you ask him to elaborate with wide eyes, does he too, think you're prettier without your glasses?
"they add character to your appearance. to me, they enhance your beauty, instead. dunno why you don't like 'em. my entire body gets hot when i see you in 'em. like, the urge to just drop everything and fuck-" noticing your amused expression, he immediately stops himself. he was never good with words...so maybe, he'll just show you with actions.
and staying true to his internal promise, he did.
his hands trained on your waist, gripping tightly as he tries to keep his eyes open despite the overwhelming pleasure.
his large, veiny cock pacing in and out of you so quickly, hitting all the right spots, making such a mess that you can't register anything in that brain of yours before you're cumming all over the sheets again. your glasses getting crooked as you try to bury the back of your head into the pillow, because your brain just could not handle the amount of pleasure being received by your body. "s-so hot....f-fuck...y'er so hot..."
gojo, reo, eren, bakugo, nagi, barou, atsumu, kunigami, suna rintaro + your favs <3
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★﹒₊‧they guys that fall for the silent type so when u start rambling on about something, weather it's something exciting or a shitty day at work/school, they pull away from whatever they're doing no matter how important bc hearing you talk is their most favorite thing in the universe.
↻ bokuto, oikawa, kurro, yamaguchi, hinata, noya, makki, <3
hanamaki takahiro is actually so sexy and alluring to me ...i am betwitched by his unemployed loserboy ways...
includes : katsuki bakugo, izuku midoriya, shoto todoroki
info : this takes place during the license exam ! this idea comes from the lovely @randombabywitch thank u again for the support baby 💓
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You instantly caught Katsuki’s eyes. The way your hair shone in the dawn’s sunlight lured his mind out of his usual competitiveness. At that moment, nothing but your face mattered to him. For one mere instant, someone accomplished the impossible, he felt at peace. Your eyes meeting his warmed his heart like none other on earth. Of course, he never mentioned this to any of his friends but unbeknownst to him they started conspiracing after seeing the slight blush on his cheeks when he looked at you.
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Izuku heard your laugh and found it really cute, which caught his attention. You were mesmerized by his messy green hair and were chuckling while looking at him. "Look how cute this guy is !" you tell your friend, smiling from ear to ear. Izuku was a blushing mess and started sweating, which you found extremely cute. You could not help but feel guilty for making him anxious though.
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Shoto is so bad at lying, his face is not usually expressive but when he saw you, everyone noticed his little smirk. This moment felt like the ones he read about in his childhood books. You looked like a royal, you exuded grace and beauty. If he had to use an adjective to describe the first time he saw you, he would say dreamy. Light surrounded you and complimented your face features. When you smiled at him, he felt his heart drop into his chest, an unknown feeling that he will learn to love.
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shinsou is 100% fluent in french and calls you ma cherie, always in a low, soft tone, never any other way
Pirate! sero and mermaid! reader…
~ DULL KNIVES ~ a TodoBaku webcomic
Pages 7/? (wip)
classy
<i got this idea after i saw this tiktok & spent an hour in cold bath water writing this so 😐>
c/w: bkg calls reader feminine names (pretty girl, girly), reader is in a dress, no body type mentioned. food is mentioned.
when katsuki first asked you out, he told you to "meet me outside the dorms at 7:30, look classy if y'a want." assuming you were probably going to a nice restaurant you dressed just as he requested. a simple yet elegant black silk dress, with your favorite Avery 100 Jimmy Choo's, and gold jewelry to complement.
as soon as you walked up to the door, it opened revealing katsuki in a dark grey button down and black slacks. he liked good. he smelled good too. you recognized the hints of vanilla, amber and spice in his cologne. it reminded you of some tom ford cologne. he's eyes widened and his ears perked up at the sight of you. "sorry" you said with a light laugh, "am i overdressed?" you asked. "uh- no. you uh. you look really good." there was no emotion in his voice but the look on his face told a different story. he held his arm out to you, which you took and you could feel him flexing just a little bit. (which he'd deny) he walked you to the kitchen and you were shocked to find the table lit with candles and his cologne circulating around you. "oh are we not going out?" you asked. "oh uh. no." he sounded sorry but you weren't disappointed at all. you always loved to idea of a cooking date. this was far more fancy than you ever fantasized but that made it better in a way.
you let go of his arm and walked into the kitchen where pots and pans were distributed out. "so what are you making for me, hero?" any doubt he had vanished at your question. you sound excited. or happy? he didn't really knew what you sounded like, but he knew you weren't disappointed that you guys weren't going out. "anything you want, pretty girl." he answered, following you into the kitchen. "i was thinking something italian but i can honestly cook anything." he said with that confidence bordering arrogance. one of the many things you liked about him. "mmm italian sounds amazing!!" and with that he started. he looked up italian appetizers put some brie in the oven and chopped up pears, green apple, and toasted some sourdough bread to dip. you didn't have the heart to tell him brie was actually a french dish. and hour and a half was spent of him cooking while the two of you talked. you didn't know bakugou incredibly well, you met him through your mutual friend, kirishima. however, at the end of the night you knew almost everything about him. how he dreamed of being a hero since he can remember, about his crazy ass mom and quiet dad. you knew that he learned to cook when he was in middle school, his parents were getting promoted a lot back them, which meant nights where he would cook for himself and sometimes them. you picked up that he came from a well off part of japan, or you assumed as much since he mentioned summering in paris and visiting new york a couple times with his parents. you learned how he thought of kirishima, denki, sero, mina, and even midoryia, to your surprised, as his first real friends. he told you about his AWFUL first kiss story, and the one time he had to cover for denki and sero, who were too busy getting high as a kite in some general studies girl dorm room. and how he had to carry the both of them out with the help of kirishima.
he opened up to you in the dimly lit kitchen. more than you thought. you honestly weren't expecting for tonight to go as well as it did. Sure he wasn't the same vulgar and closed off boy he was two years ago, but you still weren't expecting this. You weren't expecting to enjoy his company as much as you did. after the food was eaten, and a tired look plastered you and kats faces. he got up and began cleaning up the kitchen. you followed him and helped. the clean up was silent but it wasn't awkward.
at 9:45 he walked you out the door, putting one of his jackets on to walk you back to your dorm buildings. a thin skip dress with thinner straps was clearly the choice to wear now. the temperature dropped to 45 degrees since you arrived. "you cold in that thin little thing, girly?" "n-n-n-no." you said but the chattering of your teeth gave up your lie. he gave you a quick laugh through his nose as he slid his jacket off and draped it around your shoulders. his hand closest to you slid down your arm and hovered by yours. he stayed there for not a second before tailoring his finger around yours one at a time beige fully engulfing you hand in his larger calloused one. you walked like like, leaning into him hesitantly for warmth as the two of you reached your dorms building. "you know, this was actually really fun. i'm glad we didn't go out now." you said walking up the stairs to the great big door. "of course you are, my cooking is 10x better than some stupid restaurant." "you know i bet you're right." you said smiling. "thank you, for this. this was one of the best nights i've had." you said with the street light making your skin glow. "yeah yeah ofc. anytime really." he said looking down. neither of you moved for a short while until you spoke up. "i should head to bed, but next time maybe i can make something for you and teach you how to actually make a baked ravioli." his head shot up at you insinuating his cooking was in any way "bad". "well if that's what you want to do, than that's what we'll do. goodnight, y/n." he said biting his tongue and leaning in to kiss your cheek. "goodnight, bakugou."
The fact that it took Velma 2023 to make people realize be cool scooby doo was good
YES ! YES ! OCHAKO CONTENT !!
Can you do something with Ochako and a fem!reader please?? And it being fluff??
(this is going to be pretty short— but then again, you said “something” so 😭 here it is)
you were ochako’s awakening.
which— ochako feels bad about, occasionally. she doesn’t really know why she feels bad, but she does.
maybe it was because she took a second longer in moving her hand, when she caught you as you were about to fall.
maybe it was because her stare lingered a little longer on you, when she caught a glimpse of you drinking water, and a droplet of water managed to escape the encases of your mouth— trailing down to your neckline like a quick stream.
maybe it was because her heart twinged in green jealousy, when she saw you laugh with a girl that looked like a supermodel, when she saw denki wrap an arm around your shoulders like nothing.
she knew it wasn’t because she thought you didn’t belong to anyone else (which was strange to her, because you weren’t dating her— or anyone for that matter) but it was because she wanted you to do all of those things. make you laugh, wrap an arm around your shoulder— the whole mile.
maybe it was because she was generous in her stares— this time on your eyes. the way they looked so.. pretty, and were bedazzled in whatever emotion you were feeling at that moment. ochako now understood the true value of that saying that went “your eyes are the windows to your soul.”
it’s just a saying— ochako knows that, and she’s not exactly the most in touch with literature, and poetry. she’s appreciative, but not poetic. yet ochako wishes she could lean in, and read every single thing your eyes say. ochako wishes she could lock those sayings into her heart.
maybe it was because she was a little too eager in asking you if you’ve kissed anyone before, or it was because she was a little too eager in answering your question— which mirrored hers.
maybe it was because she was quick to smash her lips against yours, as soon as her feelings were fully acknowledged— way before the elephant was actually addressed.
ochako felt bad, knowing you were her awakening towards her attraction towards women— because she simply thirsted stared at you, and paid more attention to you, than she would’ve to anyone else.
but can she really feel bad, knowing that her same exact feelings are reciprocated?