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.
(This is the last Cowboy Drabble I swear)
Thinking About…
Thinking about Cowboy! Simeon, who can’t help but get all hot and bothered watching you lasso cattle from atop your horse. Thinking about the way he imagines that same rope wrapped around you or even tied tight around himself. Thinking about the way you finally make those dreams a reality as you tie it just snug enough around his neck to cut off a bit of air from his lungs as you ride him fast and hard the sounds of skin slapping together loud but nothing compared to the whining coming from Simeon as he finishes inside you.
It was supposed to be quick, easy, and painless. Tired of living with the ghost of your once loving marriage, your soon to be ex-husband had been served all the documentation needed to sever your ties to the man you once thought you'd spend forever with. But it seems, forever wasn't in the cards for you. It never was.Now you stood staring down the duel haired man as he begged you to take him back tears brimming his eyes with emotion you haven't seen from him in months. He was begging, pleading, sobbing for another chance. You thought you couldn't leave him for such a long time, he was all you had but you weren't his everything the same way he was yours. "Go home Shoto" you whispered pained "you are my home" he pleaded as you shook your head. No, you hadn't been his home nor he yours for what felt like decades but was only months. Two months,four days,twelve hours,nineteen minutes and thirty seconds. That's how long it's been since your divorce was finalized and everyday you found your ex husband sobbing on your doorstep begging for you back "leave Todoroki, I won't drown for you again. Not ever." Drowing. That's what you were constantly doing while trying to save your sinking marriage, but never again would you allow it to happen.
Never again.
This was the second week in a row. Dinner’s gone cold again and your husband was nowhere to be found. Again. At first he’d call, text, something to let you know he was alright and that he’d probably be late. But now, it was like you were living with a stranger. The photos on the wall seem duller as time goes by. Your once happy and thriving marriage is damaged by the distance between you and your beloved Shoto. The late hours caused you both irritation as you sat up waiting for him most nights so you stopped. Being well rested allowed you to remain smiling as your split haired husband spat venom at you for one thing or another that was bothering him. His lunch got cold at work? You should’ve packed it hotter. Trip over one of his giant work boots? You should’ve put them away. At this point you think you should’ve left before it got to this point, your wrist burning as he grips it not letting you remove yourself from the conflict. His face was cold as he scolded you for dropping a plate after he’d snuck back into the house. It always felt like walking on eggshells around your once soft and caring husband who no longer seemed to linger. It’s not until he comes home to a near empty house and divorce papers on the table does he realize everything he should’ve done differently.
But it was too late and you were gone.
As a confession he wrote you a poem and taped it to your bedroom door
Literally anything flusters him
The perfect person to tease honestly
He would either go out with someone shy or an absolute tease.
He lowkey has a fanclub at RAD
He has a lowkey obsession with 90’s and early 2000’s anime
Don’t tell Levi that though, you’d never see your bf again
Dirty jokes seem like they fly over his head but they don’t
He understands all of them, and is internally dying because of it.
NSFW
He’s a bottom.
BITE HIM <33
Touch his wings right at the base n he’ll bust
Call him ‘Pretty boy’ or anything of the sort and suddenly simeon.exe stops working
He cums so fast the first time it’s unnatural
His stamina is outstanding though
Favorite positions are literally anything with you on top
He has walked about RAD wearing a cock cage as a dare between the two of you
He gets off on humiliation and has a degradation kink <333
It would be interesting to see an AU where aizawa finally teetered over the edge of insanity due to trauma, with present mic there of course in some way to attempt to help.
Hopefully this doesn’t seem too far, intrigued by how this plot may go.
I wasn't sure what direction I wanted to take this and so after much research this is what I came up with. I'm not completely satisfied with it but may continue it in another part eventually.
“Aizawa maybe you should get some help-”
“No” This wasn’t the first time he and Mic have had this conversation despite not having really spoken in a couple months now. In fact, Aizawa hadn’t even come out of his house in the last two months, always muttering about something coming to get him much to his friends and coworkers' confusion. Of course this was strange even for the raven haired man as he was usually on top of his work. But from the smell of him, he hadn’t been on top of anything in his life recently. His house was dark and unusually messy for the usually neat and logical hero. “I’m serious Shouta this can’t be healthy” the usually loud and upbeat hero said seriously as his coworker looked around wildly as though seeing something that nobody else could. “They’re watching me, they’re always watching me” the dark haired man muttered walking away from his friend who stood there in the living room silently as Aizawa once again, shut himself in his room. What or who was watching him? What was he talking about? And how could they help him? All these things Mic wondered as he made his way out the front door, distraught from not being able to truly help his friend as he teetered on the edge of complete and utter insanity.
Headcanons fir aizawa , present mic and hawks with chaotic himbo bf. Like he has a heart of gold and means well but always seems to cause mayhem even if he doesn't mean to
(Thank you so much for the request, I’ve never written a himbo before but I hope you like it :)
-Shouta Aizawa
Someone save this man. But actually don’t. As someone who deals with raging and goofy teenagers (cough cough kaminari cough bakugou cough) he basically lives in chaos which is why so many people were shocked that he would willingly carry said chaos into his personal life. Y/N or H/N as many of the students know him is basically chaos wrapped up in a pretty package. Once, Aizawa had to leave work early because Y/n had gotten distracted while trying o cook the two of them dinner and accidently burnt his kitchen so bad that most of the counters and appliances had tol be replaced. “But Shoo I wanna do the cooking” Y/n whined as Aizawa shook his head “no, nope, not happening, you just sit there and look pretty” he smiled as Y/n became flustered but smiled “can you teach me how to make something next time?” the h/c man asked as the dark haired teacher smiled even wider “sure”. Let me just tell you, the amount of sexual tension could’ve steamed veggies during that cooking lesson.
-Hizashi Yamada
Honestly this man would just vibe with it, he brings you to work and teaches you how to run the sound booth for his radio show, let you help with his classes, and if you mess up? Oh well accidents happen. Accidently commit arson trying to bake? That’s fine. Lead a bunch of stray animals back home solely because they were cute? Guess you guys’ will need a bigger yard. In his eyes you can do almost no wrong, the only wrong someone as sweet as you can commit is using is precious hairgel. You could honestly commit murder and he would just brush it off regardless of the two of you being heros. Not to mention the way he absolutely melts when you come to him for help with simple household tasks that seem so difficult for one person. “Babe, have you seen my gel?” The bright haired man asked in a rush as his partner hummed combing the last of said gel through their own locks unknowingly. “Uh oh” The H/C man whispered knowing that he had messed up “Babe?” Hizashi’s voice came from much closer this time as his vibrant eyes locked onto the empt jar “Oops?”
-Keigo Takami
Not gonna lie this man is kind of a himbo himself sometimes so I feel like it would just be two himbos in a relationship trying not to accidentally kill someone with their shenanigans. Like Y/N could just be chillin' at home, trying to cook something nice when Hawks is at work and then, BAM Hawks accidentally flew into a window cause he thought the balcony was still open. Or, Keigo just trying to set up something romantic in the bathroom, and then the next thing he knows, Y/N’s favorite hairbrush is in the toilet. It’s honestly difficult for other people to see how they haven’t destroyed their apartment yet, but that’s because the two of them do manage to help each other out without absolute mayhem raining down upon them for no reason. “Hey Kei!” Y/N yelled running his hands through h/c hair “Yess? What’s up?” The winged hero popped his head into the bathroom to find his boyfriend frantically searching the bathroom drawers “Have you seen my favorite brush?” the question caused Keigo to sigh as he reached into the cabinet above the toilet “This one?” the blonde questioned with a smirk as he handed the object over “Thanks, babe!” The oblivious h/c hero smiled as Keigo quickly left the room. After a few minutes he hears Y/N huff “Why does my brush smell weird?” and he never tells a single soul the reason the brush smells funny and simply replaces it with one identical to the first.
HOMECOMING SUCKED BUT ALSO IT DIDNT
Thats good I think?I hope you had a good time nonetheless💅
🏐This precious boi is such a simp
🏐 He likes to be the little spoon while cuddling
🏐Sometimes he gets insecure about his height but you're always there to make him feel better
🏐 You both like to spam your friends with memes
🏐 Sometimes you'll prank call team members with him
🏐You like to play with his hair a lot (but like same)
🏐He was one of those sticky iPad kids
🏐Also one of those kids to go up to strangers and ask "do you have games on your phone?"
🏐Late night chaos in abandoned parking lots are common with the two of you {Sometimes Hinata comes along}
🏐Ocassionally he'll have his hair down [ex: after a shower] but either way, it's super soft
🏐He had an 'emo' phase
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