👓You Were Falling Behind In A Few Lessons

He was never home.

Today was no different of course, he wished you a good day before you were even awake and now here you are. Sitting in his favorite restaurant, in his favorite dress, dressed to the nines all for him and he didn’t show up. Your texts have gone unanswered and your calls sent to voicemail as you wait for your husband to hopefully show up.

He never did.

So you brushed off the sympathetic glances and left in the rain, and when you finally made it home, the wound left by being stood up only stung more as you had forgotten about the rose petals you had scattered that were meant to be a surprise upon the end of your date. A date the two of you had planned for months. A date he said he wouldn’t forget. But here you sat, forgotten as easily as anything else outside of his work despite his promises that it wouldn’t happen. You sighed knowing you were gonna have to clean this up before he got back but you just couldn’t find the strength to do so as you dragged yourself to your shared bedroom and collapsed onto the bed, your heart heavy and eyes glazed with tears. You had waited hours only to be forgotten and you knew it would only happen again causing you to cry and sob into the bed until your eyes grew heavy and your breathing even. 

Only hours later did your husband return, his blonde hair disheveled from his work day and confusion crossing his face as he walked in to see you vacuuming up the rose petals no longer dressed up and your face stained with tears. “What’s wrong love?” He asked concerned as you stepped away from him “you forgot Kento, again” you hissed as he looked at you confused for a moment before it finally slapped him in the face; he forgot your guys’ date. 

“Love, I’m sorry work ran long and-” he started only to stop knowing excuses wouldn’t make this better, not anymore. “I’m sorry I forgot” he whispered, pulling you to him gently unsure if you would even let him hold you. But you did, you let him pull you in apologetically “I’m so tired of being forgotten” you sniffled knowing if you spoke to much on the matter you’d only cry more and you weren’t sure you had enough tears for that “I waited in the rain for you ya’ know?” you told him as he only held you tighter “It won’t happen again love I swear it” he whispered as you shook your head “it’ll happen again, it always does” and he couldn’t deny it, not when you seemed so sure of the fact and you were right it happened again and again, but somehow he always made up for it and somehow he always would.

Distracting Leviathan

Thinking about….

Thinking about Leviathan and the way he struggles to stay still, to stay focused on his game when you're oh so tempting. And purposefully trying to distract him from his gaming marathon when he was only four hours in was just rude. Yet he hardly flinched when you knelt down and began freeing his cocks from their confines, only acknowledging you with a groan as he fought the urge to buck up into your mouth. “Leviii play with me” you whined only to get pat on the head as he brushed the hair off of your face without even glancing at you “Later” he grunted.

Man was it hard to get him away from his games.

I haven't written about Todoroki in so long sorry if it sucks also let me know who I should write next!

Thinking about …

Thinking about…the way Shoto just collapses on you after a long day. It was a habit he’d developed back in your UA days months after the two of you had started dating that he’d just never stopped. Not that you’d want him to, just knowing that he felt safe enough to relax into you after everything he’s been through was a clear indicator of just how the far the two of you had come both as people and as a couple. So even now as he threw his shoes to the side, fatigue clearly weighing heavily on him he made a beeline to where you sat on the couch of your shared apartment before practically throwing himself onto you, you knew you’d never change a damn thing even if he does occasionally crush you in his sleep.

If I was a rat

MC: Hey Barb, I have a question

Barbatos: (Already sensing some bullshit) What is it MC?

MC: Would you still love me if I was a rat?

Barbatos: Who said I loved you now?? (He definitely does)

MC: But what if I was a rat???

Barbatos: Like Solomon?

MC: Sure🧍

Barbatos: No.

💥He doesn't

💥With his pride and stubborn personality just wouldn't allow it

💥Plus what if he got rejected?

💥So instead Kirishima (and the rest of the bakusquad) do it for him

💥They already know that he won't do it

💥So they leave notes in both of your lockers, stating that the other would like to meet them

💥You both show up confused asf

💥But end up figuring out what happened

💥neither of you were stupid and the bakusquad wasn't exactly subtle about it either

💥It ended well though, with both of you confessing your romantic interest towards each other

💥And the bakusquad cheering from a nearby bush of course

💪This man, despite his quirk, is a huge fan of cuddling

💪He likes being the big spoon, but when he's sad he prefers to be the little spoon

💪You guys work out together a lot

💪Well, You watch him work out, {the view it nice though}

💪He is the ✨king✨ of body positivity

💪He's also very open about how he's feeling, an open book

💪Though if your not, that's fine, he wants you to feel comfortable so take your time

💪He actually knows how to drive

💪Ya'll go to get food well after dark

💪Eating under the stars in a common date between you two

💪The bakusquad (excluding Bakugou) like to follow you on your dates to take sneaky {and slightly creepy} pictures to tease you guys with

Katsuki never liked the rain.

In fact, it was his least favorite type of weather. That was, until you. Kissing you in the rain like one of those cheesy romance movies he’d always grumble about (but secretly got invested in), sharing umbrellas with you tucked under his arm, he even confessed to you on a rainy day. All these memories had changed how he felt about the rain to the point he even looked forward to rainy days just so he could cuddle up to you with a good book by the window. Rainy days with you slowly became something he loved. Something he cherished.

When he died, so did your love for rainy days.

Everyday felt like a rainy day without him. And knowing how he had grown up hating rain yet fate had decided he should die in it, it was safe to say you’d never love another rainy day the same way again. All it did was remind you of that awful day. The day you sat glued to the television as the war raged on in both your city and your heart watching as he, his friends, and the pro’s fought long and hard only for him to be taken from you in the end. It felt like drowning in the very same rain he had kissed you in. 

You never liked the rain. 

Thinking About…

… Thinking about how Aizawa loves his hair being pulled. He loves it so much that he overstimulates you until you pull his hair trying to pull him off with what little strength you have left about being brought to the edge over and over for hours. It was his day off after all, how else would he spend it if its not spent with you crying on his cock for hours at a time switching between begging for more and pleading for release.

Beg

Thinking About…

...Thinking about how needy Mammon can be when he’s not getting his way. This was his idea after all, from the hotel room to the cash covering the bed, so why is it that he’s the one begging? Flushed and panting as you bring him to the edge only to pull away. He was too far gone to think of anything but the way you wrapped around him so perfectly. But his begging had gone to your head only making you cruel in the way you continuously denied him his release, not that he could truly complain as you praised him for holding back like you had told him too. He was a good boy just for you so why wouldn’t you just let him cum? Even the thought of release had him whimpering “Pleasepleaseplease let me cum MC” he begged so sweetly as he could no longer hold back and finally tumbled off the edge of ecstasy with you not far behind.