Odd One Out

hunger games

★ smut ✦ angst ❥ fluff ✿ personal favorite

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finnick odair

away from your cold lust ✦

tear you apart ✦

i was all over her ★

weightless ✦

call me lover ❥

my sisters keeper ✦

his embrace ✦

little hell ✦

devotion ✦ ✿

i love you more than i could ever scream ✦

the pretender ✦

my body is a cage ✦ ✿

watercolor eyes ✦

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coriolanus snow

money, power, and all your glory ✦

take everything, it’s all yours ★

his first lady ✦ ✿

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haymitch abernathy

just like her ✦

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You look up from your book to see your husband standing over the bassinet with his arms crossed, his brow raising as he looks down inside of it with a tiny scowl. He stays like that for about a minute. You sit up in your shared bed, then call out to him. “Ryo.” 

“Hm.” He doesn’t look up. 

“May I ask what you are doing?” 

“The little brat is staring,” Sukuna says matter-of-factly. “I am simply staring at her in return.” 

Inside of the bassinet, your baby daughter coos. Her scarlet eyes—exactly like her father’s—glitter with interest. You hear her giggle, and you scoff lightly and return your gaze to your book. “She thinks you’re playing a game.” 

“I am doing no such thing.” 

You flip a page. “Put a hand over your face for a few seconds.” He doesn’t respond, but you know he listens. “M’kay, now lift.” There’s silence for a few seconds, then your daughter bursts into a fit of giggles. 

Sukuna rolls his eyes. “I do not understand what is so entertaining about that.” When you look up again, you see that he’s covering his face again, then revealing himself to get the same reaction from the baby.

“It’s called peek-a-boo. It’s a game most babies love to play.” 

The little princess babbles as she lifts her arms up, and Sukuna tilts his head. “I have no idea what you’re talking about.” 

You snicker. “One: You’ll figure out what she’s saying the more you talk with her. Two: She wants you to pick her up.” 

He sighs dramatically, then reaches into the bassinet to pick up the small girl. Though she has her father’s eyes, she has your hair, the shape of your nose, and your ears. She also has your fearlessness, because she smiles directly in the face of the king of curses. Now at his eye level, she reaches her arms towards him excitedly. “What is it now, you brat? I’m already carrying you.” 

He looks over at you in question, and your smile grows. “She wants to touch your face,” you say. 

“Why?” 

“Because she’s a baby, and she’s curious.” 

Sukuna pulls her closer, and once in range, his daughter lays her tiny hands against his marked face. She giggles more, and you can see his eyes soften. “Hmph. You have your mother’s smile.” 

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The next morning, you walk into the kitchen where you hear Sukuna speaking with someone. When he turns to the side, you see your daughter nestled in the crook of one of his muscular arms, staring up at him as he concluded whatever story he was telling her. 

“...At the end of the battle, only I remained. Victory was mine.” 

The baby babbles excitedly, and Sukuna scoffs. “Ha, you will do no such thing. How do you expect to join me in battle when you aren’t even a year old, brat?” 

Her face scrunches in what looks like annoyance, and she repeats to him what he taught her the night before. “Hmph.” 

You burst into laughter, and Sukuna raises a brow at the little girl in his arms. “Great. Your mother’s smile, and her attitude.”

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Seven days of the week

Levi Ackerman x fem!reader

NSFW 18+, mdni, just what a week is like with your husband!Levi, filth, literally filth. I apologize.

Monday

Soft sex, he starts the week off by waking you up with gentle kisses on Monday morning. His hands run over your soft skin, lips kissing the nape of your neck as he presses his hips into yours. He enters you, cock pushing past your walls slowly as he quiets your moans with a passionate kiss on the lips. "Good morning baby." Levi nibbles on your ear as his thrusts get deeper, he holds you close, your back to his chest as his cock slides in and out of your wetness.

Tuesday

Kitchen counter, I repeat KITCHEN COUNTER. He sneaks up behind you, his hands running under your shirt and messaging your breasts as you try to cook. Levi turns the stove off and spins you around to place your body on the counter as he stands between your open legs. He is quick to slide your underwear off, his fingers ghosting on your inner thighs before he touches your pussy. A cheeky smirk appears on his face. "I had my fingers buried in your cunt so many times, yet you're always so sensitive..." He entered two of his fingers into your warmth without warning, your hips bucked off the cold surface. Levi pumped his finger in and out, faster and faster before he scissored them inside of you. You came all over his fingers, Levi pulled his fingers out and licked them. "You taste so good as always baby." He pulls your body closer. "Now let me see how you feel today..."

Wednesday

Rough, he came home from work in a bad mood. He didn't even ask you anything, just threw you over his shoulder and slapped your ass as he carried you to your bedroom. His kisses are intense as he lays you down on the soft mattress, he bites on your lips as he pulls away from the kiss. Hands undress you before you can blink. He plays with your nipples, mouth sucking them eagerly as his cock pounds into you roughly. "Such a pretty wife. You're doing so good for me." Despite his soft words, he fucks you hard. Your head is buried into the pillow as he holds you down, ass up in the air as he spanks it. He loves having you in the doggy style. A growl escapes his lips as he starts fucking you faster, feeling your walls get tighter around his cock. Pulling out, he cums all over your back and you fall on the bed. "We are not done yet, baby." He kisses down your spine before pulling your hips back up.

Thursday

Your husband is busy today, he didn't have time for you but he can always excuse a few minutes to have you drool on his cock. You bob your head up and down as Levi holds your hair in his hands. "Mhh that wicked mouth of yours..." His words make you take him further into your mouth, you gag on him a few times before swirling your tongue around his tip. Levi twitches in your mouth before you feel his load shoot down your throat. "That's it. Swallow it all." And you do, you swallow the salty taste before striking your tongue out to show your husband. Levi smiles and strokes your hair softly. "You're just the perfect wife, aren't you?"

Friday

Humiliation. Mean, as much as he loves you when you piss him off and tease him too much, he gets mean. Your legs shake from overestimation, practically begging him to stop but he only grips your thighs harder as he sucks on your clit again. "Shut the fuck up. You're nothing but a slut." You whine as you cum on his tongue again. Levi slurps up all of your juices before he kisses you on the lips. "Say you want my cock, say it." He grips your jaw and you have no choice. "Please Levi, want your cock" He bites your neck as he spreads your legs and enters you. "What a good girl you are. Just hungry to get fucked aren't you?" His hips start snapping into you in a mean pace, the bed shakes. Yeah, he won't stop until he has you ruined under him.

Saturday

Multiple creampies. He wants to have children with you and now that you're his wife, he can cum inside of you as much as he wants. "Want me to make you a mommy? Fill you up again?" He asks as if he didn't cum in you two times already, his thrusts are sloppy, and the sound almost makes you ashamed. "Fuck...fuck Levi!" Your nails dig into his biceps, hips moving with his as you ride him. "Yeah? Want another load in you hmm? Can you take more?" Your husband watches as you bounce on top of him, desperate for release. "Yes. Yes, another!" Levi takes your hips and plunges deeper into you, his cock hits your sweet spot over and over again. Your wet cunt clamps down on him as you cum and Levi holds your hips still before groaning. His cum fills your up and you drop your head on his shoulder. It drips out of you as Levi pulls out of you but he is quick to put his finger inside of you. "We can't make a mess all over my office chair now, can we?" He bites your neck sweetly.

Sunday

Both of you have a free day on Sunday, sometimes the weather allows you two to somewhere, you go but if the weather is rainy, your husband likes to tease you and deny you until you can't any longer. You're seated in front of the mirror, legs spread as Levi plays with your pussy. "Levi please..." He just pretends like he didn't hear you and just continues to run his fingers gently over your wetness. Lips nibble at your neck, his other hand circling your nipples. "Look at yourself, begging for me. What is that you want?" He slaps your wet cunt before gently rubbing it. "Want your fingers...please..." A slight snort leaves his mouth. "That's all? Common I know my pretty wife can do better.." His fingers are now just lightly ghosting over your pussy. "Please. Want to cum on your fingers..." You feel his teeth bite into your shoulder, his fingers thrust into you three times before he takes them out again and rubs your inner thighs instead. "But what's the hurry love? We have all day.." He smiles as he sees the reflection in the mirror. You were truly a work of art and he can't believe he got so lucky.

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Wizarding World

James Potter

Due to the sheer size that is my accumulated collection of James, he had to get a whole post for himself. The prick.

Remus Lupin

Angel by @rosaline-black

You're Losing Me by @astonishment

i thought that i was dreaming when you said you loved me by @mangomonk

i caught myself by @mangomonk

shy!reader and remus meet by @luveline

Born a Party Girl by @lizpottersworld

Not so Secret Admirer by @kquil

it'd be an honor by @patrophthia

skirts by @flwrbo

Beyond Rumours by @ladylokilaufeyson5

Comfort Zone by @bruh--wtf

green with envy by @sombernstarless

if i ever talk to you that way by @vxntagedior

protective james by @of-many-fandomss

Prettiest girl at Hogwarts by @kitkathockey

over the influence by @bruisedboys

Remus takes shy!reader shopping by @bruisedboys

an encounter by @lovableapocalypse

paparazzi by @lushaletta

mouse by @siriuslovebot

Dear Prudence by @once-upon-an-imagine

Regulus Black

Green and Silver by @futurewriter2000

fools in love by @sarahisslytherin

nobody knows what i see by @cupidddd-d

Manipulating Death by @morganalatina21

She a Fighter by @stylesparker

picnic by @morwap

Sirius Black

Sweet Rubish by @shadowbriar

two ghost by @bellatrixscurls

Sirius Black x slytherin!reader by @moonstruckme

"did sirius black just wink at you?" by @ginevrapng

sirius black is such a slut for attention by @ddejavvu

Right Where You Left Me by @in-my-feels-probably

play stupid games, win stupid prizes by @perpetuallydaydreaming

sycamore girl by @patrophthia

apparition accident by @mediocre-daydreams

sleepy by @luveline

flowers by @robynlilyblack

and we run by @evermoreal

it's the hair by @ddejavvu

call it what you want by @velvetcloxds

dote on me by @yellow-berrys

you're not comfy by @siriusblacksjacket

Hourglass by @ancient-vivarium

a little piece of heaven by @kquil

Newt Scamander

Two of a Feather by @valkyriepirate

Happenstances by @valkyriepirate

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"Can I have all of your hoodies?"

Incl: Gojo, Geto, Toji, Megumi, Sukuna (18+)

Megumi

"Megs, can I have all of your hoodies?" Burying your head into the black fabric you sighed, a drowsiness emerging from his clean scent. Your nostrils sung.

But the actual source was much better.

Hugging your boyfriend you whispered thanks into his bare chest. He made many sacrifices (which weren't actually sacrifices in his eyee) to ensure you are happy.

"No problem." He mumbled, trying to hide how bashful you made him. Hugging you back to hide said embarrassed face, he kissed your forehead.

"Come on baby, bed time." Snuggling closer you soughed, "Megs can you carry me to bed?" Humoured by your ask he couldn't help but point out you were five feet from the bed, "Please Megs, my legs are tired and you are strong and comfy." Giving in, as he was always going to, he wrapped his arms around your waist and lifted you.

Coiling your legs around his waist you hummed happily, portraying your thanks. Three seconds later and you were safely tucked under the sheets, latched onto Megumi.

"Thanks Megs, for carrying me and-" A yawn escaped your lips, "And your hoodies." Sliding a hand under his - your - hoodie he pawed at your hip, your heart fluttering at his touch.

"Any time baby."

Sukuna

"Sukuna?" Plucking at the appetising hoodie on his chest, you batted your lashes. The curse gazed down at you, curious as to what you could possibly want.

You were fed, fucked and showered.

"Yes princess?" Straddling his lap, you slid your hands onto his lower abs, "Can I have your hoodies?" A single, attractive brow cocked, "All of them?" A cheeky smile and a nod, "Not sure princess. I like my hoodies." He was only teasing, he had enough hoodies to clothe a small village, but he loved seeing the little pout on your lips as you asked him.

"But they are so comfortable, and they smell just like you." Cute, Sukuna thought you were cute.

"That is a good reason princess. But what will I get in return for losing all of my hoodies, hm?" Chewing on your lip you wandered into thought.

What would pursude the King of curses to hand over his hoodies?

Sukuna watched with a lazy smirk on his face. If only you understood everything that was his was yours you wouldn't ask him for things all the time. If he didn't enjoy how you did it he would drill the fact into you like an owner training a puppy.

"How about you let me finally take your ass princess?" Your pout deepend, "That doesn't seem like a fair trade." Tugging you up off his lap, ready to deposit you at the side he bit back a laugh at how your hands flailed.

Adorable.

"How about I let you take my ass with your fingers. Ease me into it?" That was good enough for him. He would have you taking both of his cocks soon enough, in his true form.

"I guess that will have to do princess." Shoving your hand in front of his face, you wiggled your fingers, "You can only actually take my ass when you out a ring on it." Digging his fingers into your hips, he flipped you, his cock hardening in his pants.

"What type of ring do you want princess?"

Satoru

Leaving your shared closet, you halted at the foot of Satoru's abnormally large bed and crossed your arms.

"Something wrong sweetheart?" Looking up from his phone fully (away from the designer dress he was looking to buy you), he drank in your adorable pout, "Where is my favourite hoodie?" Ah. That's why you were pouting so adorably for him.

"I put it in the wash sweetheart." Throwing your hands in the air you wondered how he could be so stupid, "Satoru!" Internally he was laughing at your elaborate reaction but externally he had on a poker face. He couldn't risk you withholding sex again.

"I'm sorry sweetheart, but it needed washing." That didn't improve your mood. "There is only one solution to this." Intrigued, Satoru played along, "Oh?"

"I need you to give me all of your hoodies." That did make Satoru smirk, even the strongest had his limits. "Is that so?" A firm nod only caused his smirk to tug wider.

"In that case sweetheart, they are all yours. Now c'mere and give me a kiss." Now all of his hoodies were yours, who were you to say no?

Suguru

Freezing didn't even describe the chill that racked your bones as you stepped inside yours and Suguru's apartment. The rain had lashed against you mercilessly leaving you sodden, as though you'd just showered.

At the sight of you Suguru frowned, concerned your weaker immune system would catch a cold.

"What happened pretty girl? Why didn't you ring me to pick you up?" You cast your eyes down at the little scalding your boyfriend was giving you, "I didn't want to bother you on your day off." That reminded Suguru why he loved you so much, "Pretty girl, you are never a bother. I'd have happily picked you up if I'd known you were walking in this weather." His words touched you.

But not as much as his actions.

He immediately stripped you of your drenched clothes, numerous kisses placed on your face, lastly your lips.

"Warm bath or shower?" He breathed against your now swollen lips, "Shower please. And Suguru?"

"Yes pretty girl." Perching your chin on his chest, you smiled wanting to weaken his resolve, "Can I have all of your hoodies?" A laugh broke free from his chest at the question, shaking not only his body but yours.

You loved that sound from him.

"All of my hoodies were already yours pretty girl. Always have been, always will be. No need to ask." Grinning, you pecked his lips, "I love you Sugu."

"I love you too pretty girl."

Toji

"Why do you never buy me new clothes Toji?" A little humour packed huff left his lips, "I do buy you clothes doll." That displeased you a whole bunch, a very deep frown settling on your lips.

If Toji had bothered to look away from the TV he would have seen that.

"Dresses and lingerie are not clothes. I need things to wear on regular days." If Toji had his way you'd only wear lingerie around the house, but you were resistant to the idea. He couldn't help that.

A lazy smirk crawled up his lips at the idea of you in some cute white lingerie, cooking for him, cleaning around, bending over so that tight, perky ass of yours was on full display.

He really didn't see why you hated the idea.

"You don't need any more regular clothes doll." His continued refusal had a plan surfacing in your mind.

If he wasn't going to buy you new clothes then you'd just have to share. What else could you do?

"So I can't have new clothes?" His answer remained constant, 'no'. "Then, can I have your hoodies?" Crawling onto his lap, you toyed with a strand of his hair, biting onto your bottom lip in an enticing display. Hoping - needing - for him to agree.

You were fast running out of options.

"My hoodies?" Nodding, you gave him bedroom eyes, "Fuck." He grumbled, his resolve ever thinning.

Just one little push, "Please Toji, I need-" Pressing your hips down into his you smirked internally at how he jolted, desire beginning to plague him.

Grinding your hips, you kissed his jaw, devious in every move. "Shit, shit, alright doll they are yours. Now ride my fucking cock and finish what you started."

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in the almost two years that you and katsuki have been dating, marriage has never been brought up.

not even once.

you’re not worried about it though. the thought is one that must’ve crossed his mind at one point or another and simply not been verbalized. after all—he’s still learning that he is in fact allowed to both have and express his emotions.

alternatively, your brain is certainly no stranger to being graced with images of your boyfriend—well, husband—in a suit and tie, with a handful of three tiered vanilla cake smeared on his face. courtesy of you, of course.

it’s a sweet thought, but one that you tuck away—because now just, isn’t the time.

you’re still so young, and there’s many memories to be made before your wedding becomes one of them. also, you don’t even really have the time to begin with. your boyfriend currently has almost all of his focus on his career as a pro, and as bitter as the words taste—that line of work does require a one day at a time mindset. he knows better than anyone that he can’t gaze too far into the future.

so, marriage remains a topic that you and katsuki have yet to touch on.

however, the two of you attended izuku’s wedding this evening, and much to your surprise—he has a lot to say about it upon returning home.

in fact, you don’t even end up here until two in the morning, and now—at quarter to three—neither of you seem willing to put the conversation to bed.

you’re sitting on the sofa with your legs slung over katsuki’s lap, and he’s mindlessly kneading at the skin on your thighs. he’s definitely not drunk, but after snagging three consecutive days off for this whole ordeal—a miracle, really—he had a drink or two (or three) at the reception, and so yes, he has a bit of a buzz going on. but, he’s not any less him.

“katsuki,” you drawl—tone vaguely similar to that of a parent scolding their child. “stop it, his vows were not cheesy.”

“yeah they were,” he mutters. he’s still in his white button up and black dress pants, although the tie and suit jacket that went along with them are long gone. “almost as cheesy as the fuckin’,” he pauses to lean his head back against the cushions. “tears running down his face.”

and well, it was a beautiful ceremony—an outdoor event that unfolded beneath the pinky-orange sky and the warmth of the evening sun.

candles lined the aisle, and a slew of white roses adorned the archway at the end of it—details that you know izuku didn’t have much to do with, but that he visibly adored no less. he was as happy as you think you’ve ever seen him. in a way, you envy the outward tenderness of his affection.

“i thought it was cute,” you respond. “you can tell that he’s in love.”

having already changed into pyjamas, your thumb and index finger tug and fiddle with a loose thread on the sleeve of your (katsuki’s) shirt, and you find yourself wondering if the possibility of him crying at your ceremony is one that exists.

“yeah, that’s enough love for me.” he turns to you—scarlet gaze lidded with what could be fatigue, the lingering effects of rum, or, a little bit of both. “don’t think i’m cut out for this wedding bullshit.”

he means this wedding guest bullshit, surely.

“well,” you bend your knees, planting your feet flat against his thighs, which prompts him to slide two fingers beneath the silver jewelry wrapped around your ankle. “then i guess now is a bad time to tell you that i caught the bouquet.”

it was an honest mistake. you intentionally placed yourself at the very back of the group, primarily to avoid any potential scuffles, but lo and behold— izuku’s wife has quite the arm. you had to catch it simply to prevent being hit by it.

but apparently your boyfriend didn’t notice the dishevelled bundle of foliage in your hands upon returning to the table.

“you wanna trophy or somethin’?” he deadpans.

“uh, i believe it’s called a ring,” you hum playfully—half poking fun at him, and half hoping that you feel his palm heat up against your skin. he’s pretty easy to read, so long as you know what to look for.

but he doesn’t have much of a reaction.

whatever’s playing on the television is in the midst of bathing him in a blue-ish hue, and so you can’t really make out any of the finer details of his face—the crease between his brows or the sharpness of his jaw. but, you know that katsuki’s wheels are turning. you can feel it in the absentminded graze of his fingertips along the back of your thigh. it’s as if he’s getting a feel for the idea of marriage for the first time, tossing and turning it around in his head. has he really never thought about it before?

“that superstition is bullshit,” he blurts out after a minute or two of silence.

“marriage?” you furrow your brows at him.

katsuki mirrors your look with triple the sass and a little scowl to boot—crease now very, very visible. “no moron, the bouquet toss. jesus, denki sat next to you for twenty minutes and was able to kill that many of your brain cells, or what?” he asks—smirk threatening the corners of his lips. “i thought i told that dumbass to stop flirting with you.”

“don’t worry,” you laugh a little even though you know you shouldn’t. “he won’t remember flirting with me.”

“good,” katsuki mumbles.

you watch quietly as he turns to the television. the shitty comedy movie you’re watching continues to paint him in various colours—a muted orange that softens his features, and a shade of royal blue that makes the scar on his face appear a deep purple.

he’s pretty, you think. in any and every colour.

“so,” you begin, redirecting your gaze to your nails in a painfully obvious attempt at avoiding his. “do you not want to marry me?”

it’s a lighthearted question. some casual late night conversation. you’re going to take his reply with a grain of salt regardless of what it is.

but again, in the blurry background of your vision, you see katsuki with that same look on his face—confusion and bewilderment all wrapped into one.

“did i say that i didn’t wanna marry you?” he asks.

and well, no. however, his apparent distaste for all things wedding related can be interpreted as such—can’t it?

“i read between the lines,” you chuckle and swing your feet onto the floor—sitting back upright.

“well don’t,” he grumbles. you can feel his eyes on you as you stretch your arms out above your head, and when you stand up and start shuffling away—you think you can feel a hole burning into the back of your skull. “hey, get your ass back here.”

“katsuki, i’m tired,” you groan over your shoulder, already knowing that he’s right there behind you.

“listen to me,” he insists, but his voice is soft, light—as if he’s well aware that the topic isn’t. then, he reaches out and tangles his fingers in the excess fabric of your shirt, pulling you flush against the eternal warmth of his chest. he ducks down a bit, breath tickling the shell of your ear. “i’ll give you that ring when i’m damn good and ready, alright?”

you wiggle in his grasp, turning yourself around to face him as his rather interesting choice of words begins to settle.

“what ring?” you smile up at him, and again—he’s easy to read so long as you know what to look for, and so as you watch the tips of his ears flush red, you think you’ve got him all figured out. “baby—”

katsuki’s palm gently greets your face before you can start doting on him. he pushes lightly—using just enough force to get his point across.

“yeah, yeah. save it for later,” he advises, and you swear your heart leaps into your throat at the all but confirmed meaning of those words. “since you’re so good at reading between lines and shit,” he adds.

and even at a time like this, he’s as smug as ever.

but you’re happy—so incredibly happy. of course you are. knowing that the picture perfect images of katsuki as your groom will eventually leave the confines of your mind is all you really wanted. still, there’s a small part of you that feels guilty for even bringing it up in the first place, because you’ve completely eliminated any element of surprise. is he upset about that? it doesn’t look like—

“what, no i love you? no you’re the best boyfriend ever?” his voice fills your ears—extinguishing the prior thought. “can make you wait longer, y’know.”

“shut up,” you curl into his chest, breathing in the faint scent of cologne that’s lingering on his shirt—the same one he’s worn on every date he’s ever taken you on. “you know how much i love you.”

“yeah, ditto.”

and katsuki wants to argue that point further, but he doesn’t.

he’s never been the best at expressing himself. he knows this, and he knows that you do as well. his affection isn’t like izuku’s. his tenderness doesn’t come in the form of words.

instead, he weaves it into everything he does.

it’s in the way he sleeps—always with an arm or a leg or some part of his body touching yours, and always with you positioned further from the door. god forbid soembody enter your home, he needs himself to be the first (and last) person that they encounter. it’s in the way he eats, too—because despite his relentless appetite, he always makes sure you’ve had your fill before he thinks about going back for seconds. above all, he holds you with a tenderness that even izuku couldn’t match. he holds you so close, and he holds you so tight—like the thought of losing you is one that’s forever on his mind and always scaring him shitless.

and so, while he knows better than anyone that he can’t gaze too far into the future, he did.

he bought a ring eight and a half months into your relationship, and has been waiting for a time that the larger part of society would deem acceptable. having to work beneath the scrutinizing eye of the public is shitty, but the way he sees it—there’s no title or piece of paperwork that’s going to change what you mean to him anyways.

nevertheless, katsuki hasn’t doubted for a second that the colour you would look best in is white.

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demon slayer

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demon slayer hcs: the hashira men & their favorite types of kisses

characters: giyuu, tengen, sanemi, rengoku, obanai, muichiro, x fem!reader

warnings: fluffffff, strong language in sanemi’s (i called him a mean name :/)

AN: muichiro is aged up!!! also no gyomei bc i don’t write for him sry :/

i love them

GIYUU

this man is so soft

GIVING: kisses to the top of your head

like in the morning when you first wake up

after you make your coffee or tea or whatever u drink

your standing in the kitchen looking out of the window

and he comes up behind you

wraps his arms around your waist

your back pressed against his chest

and he just gives the sweetest lil kiss to the crown of your head

RECEIVING: nose kisses!!

fastest way to bring this man to his knees i swear

just something about you being so close to him but NOT pressing your lips to his

it’s both endearing and annoying lol

but really he loves it

finds it adorable and so so innocent

TENGEN

i want to be his 4th wife SO bad

anyways

GIVING: soft pecks on the lips

now

do not be fooled

tengen may start off with a soft quick peck

but the SECOND he pulls away

he’s coming back for more

how could he not?

he’s obsessed w u i’m ngl

anyways he’s comin back for another kiss

ands it’s not soft

and it’s not quick

after that initial peck it’s turning into a full on nasty slobbery makeout sesh

yuck

please let me experience this w him

he enjoys the soft pecks because he knows what’s coming after

RECEIVING: a sweet kiss on the arm

now tengens favorite kiss to receive is a lot more intimate than the ones he gives out

when you’re taking a walk together

holding hands

maybe you stop to look at a nice view

and you lean into his side

and give him a chaste kiss on his bicep before leaning your head against it

awhhhh

tengen is internally dying at how cute u are

i’m internally dying at how cute this is

SANEMI

my BOYFRIENDDDDDD

i’m sanemi trash and what abt it

GIVING: a neck kiss

NOW

before y’all get nasty thoughts

cause ik y’all did

this is innocent

he gives these kisses in the morning when he first wakes up

you’re probably still asleep

and he sits up enough to rest his head in his hand and just looks at you

thinking about how lucky he is

how gorgeous you are

he lays back down, pulling your body close to his

and he buries his head in the crook of your neck

laying a sweet kiss on your neck

on your pulse point

likes feeling the beat of your heart

it’s soothing to him

after he pulls away from your neck he cuddles you even closer than before

if that’s even possible

and goes back to sleep until it’s time for him to leave for a mission

RECEIVING: kisses to his scars

now we all know sanemi is a dumbass bitch that basically self harms right? okay right

so

when y’all have some downtime

and you settle yourself into his lap facing him

when u launch yourself at him and start littering his body with kisses

kissing each and every scar available to you

this man

MELTS

he MELTS BRO

to him, this is you letting him know how important he is to you

how beautiful he is to you

his ears are bright red

but he’s a puddle underneath you now

RENGOKU

SUNSHINE MAN

such a gentleman!!!

sweetest human ever!!!

GIVING: all of the kisses!!

i’m talking forehead kiss, kiss to the top of your head, kiss on your cheek, kissing your hand

he loves you and wants you to know it

WANTS EVERYONE TO KNOW IT

how does he get everyone to know it?

by showering you in kisses of course!

low key more PDA w kyo then w tengen

but ofc he keeps it PG while tengen doesn’t lololol

RECEIVING: tippy toe kisses!!

this. is. my. fav. hc. for. him. ever.

he does NOT bend down to kiss you on the lips

simply will not do it

when you have to press up onto your tip toes and balance yourself by pressing your hands against his chest to kiss him

he thinks it’s adorable

he doesn’t mean to tease you or make you annoyed

but if you’re not basically climbing him to give him a kiss

then he. don’t. want. it.

it’s just so endearing to see you work for it

OBANAI

off brand orochimaru

*cough cough* ignore that^

i love him really i swear

ANYWAYS

GIVING: kisses to your hands

he may come off as a mean and scary little gremlin

but for u

he is as soft as a cotton ball

at this point you cannot hold hands w snake boy without him bringing your hands to his mouth and him laying a kiss on the back of your hand

get your nails done? show obanai

cause he’s taking your hand and laying a kiss to each finger

when y’all are laying in bed talking

he’s playing with ur hand

and he’s pressing a kiss to your ring finger!!!!!!

he’s gonna put a ring there someday soon omm

RECEIVING: a kiss to the corner of his mouth

y’all prolly coulda guessed this one if yk anything abt snake bby

but

when y’all are alone

and the bottom half of his face is uncovered

first of all- cover his WHOLE face in kisses

and then pay extra attention to the corners of his mouth

lay a kiss on the outer corner of the scars

and lay a kiss on the inner corner of the scars, right next to his mouth

repeat on the other side.

it’s mandatory when ur dating him i don’t make the rules

he’s insecure abt the scars

doesn’t want to freak people out when they see them

so for you to KISS THEM???

yeah

he’s gonna marry u fs

MUICHIRO

HE’S SO PRETTYYYYYYY

protect this boy at all costs

GIVING: forehead kiss

he is so sweet

an angel fr

there is not a single. day.

that muichiro is not laying a fat kiss

in the middle of ur forehead

oh he gets called out for a mission?

he’s kissing u on the forehead before running out the door

you cooked him dinner?

he’s kissing u on the forehead and then making his plate

y’all laying in the bed about to go to sleep?

he’s kissing u on the forehead before pulling you close to him for a snuggle

you’re doing anything?

HE’S KISSING U ON THE FOREHEAD

yeah

did i mention he’s kissing u on the forehead?

RECEIVING: surprise kisses

now

he’s a hashira so catching him off guard is quite the task

but!!!

if u manage to do it

like if he’s at the butterfly mansion

talking with tanjiro or som

his guard is down

sneak up on him and lay a kiss on his cheek before running away laughing

bro blushes red af

and then a cute lil smile stretches across his face

sometimes he’ll know you’re sneaking up on him

but he’ll let you do it anyways

he loves hearing your giggle as you run away thinking u caught him by surprise

he’s so in love w u

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The hour in-between

pairings: Levi Ackerman x reader

genre: fluff

summary: Levi Ackerman, humanity's strongest soldier and weakest sleeper. You’re not surprised to find him sneaking out of bed to be reunited with his paperwork, but you are touched that he still holds you in his arms until you have reached a deep slumber before he slips away.

Tonight you catch him returning to your side, determined to spend time with him before the world wakes.

word count: 1,301

ao3 link: https://archiveofourown.org/works/55489207

The gentle tapping of the rain hitting the window greets you as you slowly wake, blearily rubbing your eyes with a small yawn. You turn your vision towards the window, watching as the moon's silver rays peek through the gaps in the ageing curtains. You can’t gauge its position, but from the owl happily cooing outside, you can guess the hour is still late. It’s too late for most to be awake as the headquarters lies still, nestled safely within the walls and protecting its dedicated soldiers as they rest. 

All but one, you surmise as you notice the distinct lack of weight around your waist and the cold spot in the bed next to you.

The dim candlelight that bleeds in from the connected office, flowing through the slightly ajar door, confirms your thoughts. You roll your eyes as you snuggle deeper into the cosy blanket you are wrapped up in. After all, if he wants to forfeit such a luxury, then it’s only fair that you benefit from all of its plush -and expensive- fabric. 

Levi Ackerman, humanity's strongest soldier and weakest sleeper. You’re not surprised to find him sneaking out of bed to be reunited with his paperwork, but you are touched that he still holds you in his arms until you have reached a deep slumber before he slips away to his desk, only returning to your sleeping form at an unholy hour in the morning. 

You wish that he could fully relax, to enjoy the luxuries of sleep for longer than a few hours each night, yet no matter what either of you do to try and help, it continues to elude him. The scars run too deeply for the issue to be fixed that easily.

You quickly close your eyes as the light is suddenly snuffed from the world, the soft padding of bare feet on the cold wood grows clearer the closer he gets.

The creaking of the bed echoes around the deathly quiet room, the whispered swears that follow bring a small smile to your lips as you feel the mattress beside you dip to accompany him. You do your best to pretend to sleep as he slips close behind you, bringing a strong and toned arm around your form to pull you closer to his chest.

You feel his body relax against yours, a small sigh brushing past your ear as he nuzzles his face against your neck. These hours are just for you and him, where all the mental walls have been lowered without worrying about someone else peering past them. Where you can both be regular humans, not soldiers with appearances to keep up and masks to hold in place.

All things considered, these are your favourite hours. 

You would never admit out loud how you’ve slowly adapted to waking up just in time to catch him returning, to feel him curl around you and to finally relax and let himself be just Levi. Within these four walls, once the light of day has faded, you get to love without worry and to experience love the way the people you fight to protect experience it.

“I know you’re awake, you’re such a shit actor.” 

The murmured words cause you to jump and you can feel his smirk against your skin. Levi slowly repositions himself, his elbow digging into the pillow as he now leans over you instead. You can’t help but stare up at him, taking in the way his dark fringe hangs down over his face. The way the silver of his eyes seems to glow within the light of the moon. You know he would scoff at the thought, but he looks angelic as he looks down at you.

“What gave it away?” Your words come out reluctantly, your body still shaking off the embers of sleep.

“Most people don’t have a dopey smile on their face when they sleep. Your breathing also gave you away.”

“I don’t know what you’re talking about, Ackerman.” You reply with a small pout, while you do your best to fight back the mentioned smile.

“Uh huh,” Levi’s eyes shine with affection despite his usual flat expression. His hand finds your own among the sea of fabric between you, his fingers gently intertwining with yours. You watch as he casts his eyes over your thoroughly tucked-in state, his eyebrows rising with silent amusement.

“Will I be getting any of that back?”

“Depends,” you keep your voice light as you pull the ends of the cover closer to your chin, embracing the warmth he’s trying to reclaim. 

“On what?”

“Will you be staying for the rest of the night? Or will I snatch this blanket back in a few hours after you sneak off to betray me for paperwork? Cause I’m very comfy, you know.”

His eyes soften as he slowly pulls at the blanket until he can slip alongside you underneath it. You happily shuffle closer to press up against his broad chest once more, to feel that missing weight return to your waist as his arm gently settles into place. You wrap yourself around him as much as you can, using both your arms and legs to cling to him tightly.

As you wiggle your leg to get comfortable, a small hiss falls from his lips as he jolts. You look up at him with a mixture of confusion and concern, scared that he had been injured somehow.

“The fuck? You had the entire blanket and your toes are still like shards of ice.”

Concern melts into amusement as you slowly bring your foot closer to his calf, taunting him as your eyes lock onto his to meet his harsh glare.

“Don’t you dare. Do that again and I will be doing paperwork for the rest of the night.” Despite his words, his tone is light as he dangles the weak threat over your head, causing you to cling to him even tighter with a light laugh.

“I promise I won’t do it again, tonight at least.”

You get a reluctant sigh in response as Levi idly draws circles onto the flesh of your shoulder, slowly beckoning sleep closer once more. You blink, trying to fight off the sensation and willing your body to disobey its desire to fall asleep once more. You want to spend as much time in his arms as possible, sleeping through the domestic moment doesn’t count when it deprives you of seeing the rare soft smile on his face.

It seems that he agrees as his low voice breaks you from your thoughts.

“What are you doing awake anyway? It’s late and Erwin expects to see us at a stupidly early time tomorrow, you should be getting as much rest as you can.”

You let out a small snort, of course he would have a gentle lecture about sleeping habits ready.

“Pot, meet kettle?” You bite your lip to prevent yourself from giggling in his face when he moves to give your forehead a small yet strong poke. He soothes the area with a gentle kiss, his lips featherlight as they press against your forehead.

“Okay, okay…I woke up to wait for you to return.” You bury your face in the crook of his neck, missing the way his features soften at your bashful confession, your tongue betraying your mind with the reluctant reveal. You have always been the more verbally affectionate one in the relationship, yet you still have your moments where words and vulnerability are a challenge. 

His hand cradles the back of your head, pulling it closer while his fingers tangle in your hair. His voice is now a sleepy whisper as his body and mind finally begin to relax. 

“Well, I’m here now. So you can finally get some proper rest.”

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