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Aphrodisiac - a. alnazar

a/n; so, with this work, i thought i’d try something new - a cross between a headcanon work and a fic work. i feel like both would work great for this piece. Enjoy!

pairing; Asra Alnazar x female! reader

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warnings; use of aphrodisiac, language, dirty talk, cream pie, multiple rounds, bruising/marking, possessive Asra, general NSFW content.

word count; 2.3k+

headcanon; Aphrodisiac

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What started as a normal day for you around the shop soon turned into a disaster thanks to a certain doctor. As normal, Julian had come along to pester you for some tea before he made his way to the palace in search of Portia. Everywhere you went, he'd follow behind you like a lost puppy. "Come on, (y/n)~".

Rolling your eyes in annoyance, you placed a hand on your hip and huffed out, picking up the broom with your other hand as you hit it in front of his boots. The stunned expression on his face as you moved towards him, jabbing his chest with your finger. "Ilya! You know I don't have time for this right now! Asra's due back in the next few hours and I'm trying to clean~".

The whines he let out made you roll your eyes as you continue around the shop, brushing before an annoyed growl passed your lips, letting in and agreeing to give him a drink. Only to find yourself shooed away when you tried to enter the upstairs to bring a tray down. “Nu’uh, let me~”.

Furrowing your brows, you shrugged your shoulders and sat down, crossing your legs as you hummed out. Chin resting in the palm of your hand as you waited for the doctor to come back down. A sweet smell filled the air as you looked up, a soft smile was offered as a thank you to the other.

Leaning forward, you took a cup in your hands and brought it to your nose. Inhaling the sweet scent, you sighed out happily as you lifted it to your lips, letting the warm liquid run down your throat. Setting the cup back down, you looked up to Julian only to tilt your head at the look in his eye. Something about it seemed off. Shrugging it off, you placed your chin in your palm and chatted away with the doctor.

After a little chat and a drink, Julian stood quickly and waved goodbye before he ran out the door. Muttering something about running late for appointments, not before he shouted back to you that you were welcome for what was about to happen. Raising a brow in confusion, you stood up and picked the cups up, taking them to the small kitchen. The words spoken by the doctor soon pushed to the back of your mind as you continued to clean up.

Slowly the room you were in began to heat up. Shrugging your shoulders, you placed it down to your cleaning as you continued with your routine. Only to find that with each passing second you could feel your own body grow hotter, your heart beating a little faster with each breath. Placing your hands on the counter in front of you, you huffed out a breath as your fingers brushed against a bottle laying open.

After having an internal debate with yourself, you let curiosity get the better of you. Picking up the bottle, you examined it for a moment before turning the label to face you. You took in a shocked breath as you placed the bottle back down. A string of curse words leaving your lips as your knuckles turned white, your hands in fists. "I'm going to kill that doctor when I get my hands on him!".

The heat between your legs made itself known as you whined out, frantically searching for a way to distract yourself. "Fuck!".

Trying to steady yourself, you took a breath in only to be brought back down to reality with a choke as the door closed. You felt your heart stop as your breathing began to speed up, the pool of heat increasing at the sound of the voice that hit your ears. "(y/n), I'm home!".

Looking over your shoulder to the figure that now stood there, you gave them a wavering glance before letting out a squeak. Trying your hardest not to let them know what was happening. "H-ah! Oh, h-hey Asra~".

Violet eyes watched you in confusion for a moment. This was unlike you, a sudden worry washed over him Were you sick? That would mean he'd have to call Julian, not that he wanted to. Taking a step forward, he brushed his hand against your arm, watching as a shiver took over you. A soft moan slipped from your lips as you both looked at each other.

One looked extremely confused while the other, looking embarrassed, wished the ground would open up and swallow them whole. You couldn’t have been more embarrassed even if you tried. Your throat drying as you panted. "E-Excuse me!".

Asra watched as you ran off. His brows furrowing in confusion as he looked around. What could have could you to act like that? It wasn’t until a small bottle, now sitting upright on the counter, caught his eye he understood perfectly what was going on. With a small smirk playing on his lips, he shrugged off his coat and placed it down, walking in the direction you headed. He knew that bottle anywhere. Maybe this could work to his advantage as well as yours. He could either be wrong or be right. There was only one way to find out.

Peering out from under the blankets, you panted harshly as you rubbed your legs together, trying to relieve some of the pleasure you felt. Looking up, you saw Asra standing in the door left, your body shivering as you bit back a moan. “Asra, don’t~”.

"I saw the bottle, (y/n)~". He watched your movements as he walked closer to you, your eyes fluttering shut when he stopped in front of you. You were slowly losing the battle over the intense pleasure you felt. A soft smirk tugged at his lips. “My little magician, let me help you”.

By the time he’s reached you, you're more of a hormonal mess than you were before, your legs rubbing together harsher trying to relieve the heat.

Kneels down beside you as his fingers push the blankets off you, soft touches dancing on your skin as the heat you can feel ignites again.

Slender fingers lift your head by your chin, eyes watching you chew your lip to contain the sound you want to let out. "Let me guess, Julian?".

Watches as you nod your head, not wanting to open your mouth in case a loan slips out, much to his displeasure.

His darkened eyes watch you as you rub your legs together again, your chest heaving from panting. Secretly loves you in this state.

Lets his hands explore a little more, wandering a crossing your exposed skin as he leans closer to your ear. Wrestles with his own conscious about moaning in your ear. Not that he would care at this moment in time.

His breath against your skin makes your eyes flutter shut. He’s doing nothing to help the tight knots in the pit of your gut.

Smirks at the feeling of your hand gripping his top tightly. The feeling of your hands all over his as you try to ground yourself. "Don't hold them back, little fox, I want to hear you".

The soft moans that slip out from your lips at his needy touches are like magic. His own body reacting to the way you’re feeling.

He does curse himself a little for not thinking of this earlier. He'd have to thank Julian later on. After all, if it wasn’t for the interfering doctor, you’d both be busy around the shop.

He’s going to make sure he enjoys this. Every single part of it.

Soft touches and delicate kisses that soon become rough. This isn't helping you and he knows it. Although, he seems to like driving you crazy not touching you where you need it most.

He can't wait to make you lose your mind. Asra wants you just as much, he's just been a bit hesitant about things. Seems like it’s taken this little situation to give him the push he needed.

He's quick to scatter the remaining items of clothing you both have on. The cool air is a welcome feeling against your burning skin.

The soft moans and mewls of pleasure you let out as he closes his eyes, the throbbing he feels His purple eyes seemingly scan your body, taking in every curve and detail. Burns this image of you into his memory in case this never happens again.

Sets to work on your body. Seems to know every single spot that makes you cry out more. His fingers are like literal magic, each touch sets off more sparks than the one before it. It's almost like his magic is guiding him when he touches you.

Is impatient as fuck. Or should that be is impatient to fuck?

Is soon aching for more than his fingers touching you. Plants rough kisses on you as he lifts your body against his. He wants to see and feel close to you as he drags the tip of his leaking cock against your folds.

Knows 'The Lotus Blossom' is the perfect position for what is about to happen. Soft chuckles at the blush on your cheeks, the mains that slip out from you as you feel his cock head pressed at your dripping lips. "Get ready to see stars, my sweet magician".

Hisses at the feeling do your walls stretching slowly to accommodate his member. Those hisses turn into groans as he feels your walls softly fluttering around him.

Starts off slow, wants to feel every flutter and every convulse of you before he gradually gains momentum, holding you closer to him as his hip snap against you.

Bodies press against each other's as you both start to lose yourself in the throes of pleasure. Your nails claw marks into his tanned skin.

He knows he's hit a good spot when you shiver and moan his name for everyone in the magic realms, and beyond, to hear.

Loves how you grip his cock. Feels like, deep down, you were made for him and only him. The low groan that echoes from his throat is enough to make you orgasm right away.

Knows how to make you bend to his every touch. The potion in your body makes everything you're feeling heightened.

Doesn't look like it but he's an animal in those sheets. You can bet he's making a note to slip you some more aphrodisiac in the future. He can last a lot longer than you thought possible. "Asra, please, I can't take much more~".

Pulls your arching body more into his. His hip still pistoning against you at a quick pace. "Cum for me then, my love~".

Despite being like an animal, his touches are feather-like. Soft touches that contrast his rough thrusts have you feeling like you’ve died again and entered the eternal realm.

Growls into your ear as his thrusts slow down. Your loud cried telling him you’ve reached your high. Wants to savour the feeling of your walls fluttering around his cock. The feeling of you milking him closer to his own high makes him feel crazy.

Gives you a long loving kiss as he cums, his thumbs rubbing circles on your hips as he fills you up. Savours the noises and mewls you make riding out your orgasm and his.

Likes to lean his head on your shoulders, nuzzling your neck as you giggle, wriggling in his lap. The aphrodisiac still coursing through your body as you moan out. Your hips moving against him again.

Deep moans as you start to ride him. Soft kisses on your neck as you moan out. Knows you still need some help to feel normal again.

Hips snap forward again with small bites of your skin. He loves the feeling of your body automatically giving into him again.

Being one with you is like a drug to him. He's slowly becoming addicted and he wants more. "I've got just the cure for you, my sweet little apprentice".

The way your body arches into his makes him crazy. Your skin feels so soft and smooth, despite being covered in marks and scratches. Only now does he realise he’s selfish. Wants to be the only one to make you come undone.

He doesn't want you to work yourself, after all, he wants to be the one to give you the highest pleasure possible. "A-Asra, please~".

Loves to hear your whines and moans. Holds off until you've had your next orgasm then pushes you back so he can have more room for his thrusts.

Pistons his hips harshly against you as you claw at his back, your moans gaining volume.

Places his forehead to yours as he fills you.

Slowly pulls out so he can see his cum slipping out of you. Feels a rush of excitement and possessiveness at that sight. At that moment he knows that it’s him you belong to.

Cuddles you close when you're both spent. Loves to feel your heartbeat return to normal. Soft blushes on your cheeks as you look at him. "You know, (y/n), what would happen if there was no aphrodisiac in your system~".

Chuckles at the confused and embarrassed expression on your face before his eyes widen in shock as you pin him down.

Whether you're fuelled by the remaining potion in your body or just your feelings for him, he's taken by surprise. Only for a moment though.

Loves to see this side to you. "You're defiantly not my shy apprentice now are you?".

Words spoken deeply as he slips back into you. The sound of your combined moans cutting through the silence.

Would give everything to be connected like this to you forever.

Can conclude you’re longer friends after this. Loves to touch you whenever he gets the chance.

Uses the aphrodisiac more - sometimes sneakily, others not.

ᱬ⛧ you needy? ~ s. gojo

sum: being the wife of the world's strongest sorcerer meant being away from him for days or weeks at a time - of course, he came back as needy as ever.

pairing: satoru gojo x wife! reader

content: 18+ - mdni. established relationship (marriage), pet names (baby, sweetheart, etc), wall fucking, cock warming, needy gojo, suggested multiple rounds, fingering, oral (f! receiving), suggested cum stuffing, unprotected fun

a/n: based on this post. lowercase intended. ik this sucks but posting anyways. cross-posted on ao3. as always likes, comments and re-blogs are deeply appreciated!

word count: 3,725

links; jjk masterlist | masterlist

all was calm and somewhat quiet in the dimly lit household until the sound of the front door being slammed shut shattered every piece of that quietness. a small thud sounded a second after the person responsible for the initial noise let their head fall back against the wood, hand coming up to rub their tense temple as an exasperated sigh passed their lips.

all they needed was a moment, a moment to finally breathe after what felt like the longest mission of their life to date. not only had the main curse been a pain in the literal ass, but the smaller curses that were around made it a little more difficult to exorcise it in good time, which even they had to admit made the situation more frustrating.

dropping their hand, they let their head return back to normal as they remained on the door, taking a moment to try and figure out what day it was, let alone what time. of course, they knew it was nighttime at least, given how dark it was before they stepped through the door.

everything seemed to have blended into one long day, mind-numbing as they let out a frustrated growl before taking their time to indulge in the now quietness that enveloped them. a welcome relief from the noise they'd had to endure while away.

despite the material covering their eyes, they took a moment to scan the hallway settling on the area the light flickering from the front room came from, signalling the other person inside was awake, so it wasn't too late much to their relief. that's when they saw the head of said person sticking their head out of the door, a warm and welcoming smile tugging at their lips. "satoru, you're home!".

at the sound of the name reaching their ears, the figure pushed off the door and rushed forward, wrapping their arms around the smaller figure as they giggled.

satoru gojo was the strongest sorcerer in the world, the only surviving member of the gojo clan and a literal force to be reckoned with. yet here he was after an exhausting few weeks with his arms wrapped tightly around his wife.

you'd been an anchor to him many times before, keeping him grounded after long days of either teaching or exorcising. how he'd missed this, the feeling of you in his arms, your frame fitting perfectly against his as you welcomed him home.

after a few seconds, he pulled back to look down at you, your head tilting before you let out a playful squeal at your body being easily picked up, back pressed against the wall at your side as large hands rested on either side of your head.

you knew exactly where this was going and you couldn't deny a part of you loved it. even though you hated him being away on missions, the desire you both felt after he returned made you shiver each time.

everything that happened in the minutes after that passed in a blur of emotions - desire and need being the main ones driving the actions of your now needy husband. plump lips pressed against you before you felt sharp teeth dig into the sensitive flesh, tugging your lower lip into the hungry mouth of the man now responsible for the fire in both your gut and between your legs.

letting out a whine you raised your hands and gripped onto broad shoulders, pulling him closer. god know you missed him so much these past few weeks, especially when your fingers couldn't hit the places his longer ones could, drawing out those sweet highs from deep within.

managing to tug your lip free, you looked up at him and sucked in a quick breath at the bites now being placed directly below your jaw. this man would be the death of you and he hadn't even gotten to the part you both enjoyed yet. "toru, p-please". the pressure on your neck disappeared after a second, lips returning to yours as kisses grew sloppier and needier.

the small grunts sounded before silence greeted you once more and the cool air lapped at your once heated lips. furrowing your brows in confusion, you watched as satoru dropped to his knees, lips now decorating your thigh with the same warm, sloppy kisses that you felt only a few moments beforehand.

letting your head fall back slightly, you blinked mindlessly into the darkness above you as you felt those kisses trail up higher, closer to the one place you needed him the most right now.

those same kisses halted once again as you felt the waistband of your shorts and underwear being tugged, ripped away in tatters before you had time to look down. letting out a whine, you pressed a hand to your head and gnawed on your bottom lip before speaking, making sure he heard how annoyed you were. "for fucks sake, i've only just bought those toru, i swear if i didn't love you, i'd have booted you by now".

that was when the sound of his deep chuckle reached your ears, making you weak in the knees as his kisses resumed on your inner thigh, hand supporting the back of your flesh in his grip, words escaping between each creeping peck. "i know you~" kiss "would but~" kiss "let's face it~" kiss "i'll just buy you new ones".

with the last of his words out, satoru brought his other hand and using little to no force, pushed your supple thighs apart taking a moment to admire the way your already wet pussy looked in the soft glow of the light.

letting his tongue glide across his lips, he tilted his head up to you before smirking hands reaching up to pull your hips forward as he began to devour you like you were the essence of his very existence. skilled tongue lapped at your clit while his slender fingers easily slipped into your eager pussy, your warm gummy walls welcoming after being starved for so long.

all it took was one movement, one simple stretch of his fingers to have your head falling back, moans and whimpers escaping as you let your hands drop onto his head. the pads of your fingers rubbed small circles on his scalp before you gripped onto the snow-white strands of his hair, back pushing off the wall in an arch as you blinked back the tears pricking at your eyes, hips starting to move as you helped rub yourself against him.

you didn't realise how long it had been since you felt his tongue, but you were sure you weren't going to last that long the more his long fingers stretched you out, another being added to the two already buried knuckle deep, making you feel full yet not full enough at the same time.

although satoru enjoyed the sounds falling from your lips he couldn't wait any longer, growing bored of his face being buried between your legs. with almost no warning, he slipped his fingers out of your pussy as his tongue detached from your clit, a whine passed your lips in both shock and desperation, you were building to your climax so beautifully but he had to rip that away from you.

blinking your eyes to regain your composure, you dropped your head back down just in time to see him rising to his feet, reminding you of how much taller than you he was. "toru~".

the breathy pass of his name made satoru hum before he ripped off his uniform with little to no effort, tossing the now remnants somewhere to the side as he pressed a hand to your thigh again, gripping the flesh under his fingertips, savouring the feel before guiding your leg to wrap around his waist.

with a quick nod of your head knowing what he wanted, you let your hands travel up his torso savouring the flex of his muscles before they drape over his shoulders, fingers locked together as you felt your body being hoisted until you were at eye level with his parted lip, the tip of his cock now rubbing between your puffy pussy lips. "i can't wait any longer, sweet stuff, f-fuck, i need to feel you around me".

blinking at his words, you gave a quick smile before leaning forward, pressing a quick kiss to the corner of his mouth, slowly dragging your kisses up his cheek until you stopped at his ear, hot breath causing him to shiver slightly. you let the echo of a moan slip from your throat before smirking, pressing a small peck to the shell of his ear, not before you whispered words he'd been dying to hear for what felt like a lifetime. "well, what are you waiting for honey, use me, fuck me".

it was like a switch had been flipped, the rubbing you had felt stopped suddenly, soon replaced with the obvious sensation of your ring of resistance being pushed past. sucking in a breath between your teeth, you squeezed your eyes closed before letting soft pants fall from your mouth as you felt your husband bottom out into you, walls stretched to what felt like their limits and more as it took you a moment to remember just how big he was, his thickness being the best part of his cock aside from the tufts of white hair settle at his base. it felt like it had been years since you were as close as this, yet it had only been a week or two at max.

after a few more slow seconds, you felt satoru's hips pull back as the fullness disappeared for a second before returning forcefully, knocking the air from your lungs with a harsh jolt. eyes screwed shut as you let your head fall, lips parted as whines and moans of pleasure began to fall from your mouth, hands gripping onto his shoulders and you tried your best to keep that last of your sanity in check but you were fighting a losing battle.

between the pressure building up in your gut and the cock inside you splitting you open with each hard snap of his hips, you knew it wouldn't be long before you were completely lost in the throes of pleasure. "fuck, that's it, baby girl, you take all of me so good".

oh, how his words had you clenching your walls around him, sucking him into the deepest part of your very being as you dug your nails into his shoulders before dragging them down his milky back. you knew those pretty crescent moons and red marks would be there for a few days at least, and they looked so pretty on satoru's skin. while yours left marks on his back, his fingers gripped onto your hips as he held you closer to his body, a grip that would no doubt leave small bruises, not that you would complain.

him marking your body in different ways was par for the course on most days.

to say you were pinned between a rock and a hard place was an understatement but right now, you couldn't have cared less. not when your legs are wrapped around hips that gave relentless thrusts into your pussy, dragging the most sinful noises from deep within. not when your arms were dragging pretty marks down his back for the world to potentially see, a reminder that the strongest in the world belonged to someone and that someone was you.

not when the rest of your body bounced painfully against the wall as thrusts continued to get rougher making you want that release to hold off so you could continue to enjoy this moment for a little longer. "toru, h-ah, feel so, fuck, full". letting your head roll back, you opened your mouth to let chants of satoru's name fall from your lips as you moved a hand, cupping his face to help keep yourself grounded.

you were close to your climax and you knew he could feel it as well, the way your gummy walls began to pulsate a little faster, gripping his cock a little too tightly.

moving one hand from your hip, satoru brought it up to his face and tugged down his blindfold effectively trapping your hand in its place as his eyes now looked you over. the way you let your head fall back to now look at him, the reddening of your cheeks and droll slipping from the corner of your mouth had him smirking.

despite being able to see and perceive everything around him thanks to his eyes, he never felt more powerful than right now. he was the only one who got to see you like this, bare in front of him making the most sinful noises for only him to hear.

his blue eyes always drove you crazy, they were the first thing you remember seeing when you first met him all those years back and they were the only eyes that would ever get to see you in such a state. "t-toru, p-please, i'm gonna~".

squeezing your eyes shut, you let out a shaky moan and you felt the pressure in your gut build, walls pulsating signalling you were close to your climax.

without any further words, satoru placed his hands on the wall behind you, steadying himself as he began to position his hips into you, the mushroom tip of his cock slamming against that spongy spot deep inside. the new sensation caused your gummy walls to pulsate faster around him, helping to milk him closer to his end, daring him to fill you with his seed.

and that is exactly what he did after a few more frantic thrusts into your pussy, of course, he wouldn't have been a gentleman if he didn't let your climax wash over you first. your vision flashed white as you gripped his cheek, nails pressing in slightly as a loud cry of his name slipped from your lips, your walls pulsating harshly, sucking his cock into you deeper than you both thought was possible right now.

with a few more harsh thrusts, satoru's hips stuttered to a stop as he shot thick ropes of white into your now eagerly awaiting pussy, no doubt taking up a new home deep inside your womb. the deep rumble in his chest of the moans you drew from him made you shiver more as heated lips caught yours once again.

after a few minutes of finally regaining yourself thanks to the kisses you were getting, you found yourself lying on cool silk sheets as you blinked in confusion, your gaze falling on your husband who only smiled brightly at your confusion.

tilting your head, you looked around the room before smiling softly, turning your attention back to satoru, mouthing a quick thank you as you felt the material of his blindfold being removed from your hand, being placed on the table at the side. "toru, you didn't have to do this you know".

shaking his head, satoru looked at you and hummed a little. he knew better than anyone this was where you were most comfortable when you were both intimate, he just couldn't help himself after the mission he'd just had. he missed you and your touch for so long that he just had to have you right there and then even if it was again at the wall that wasn't exactly the most comfortable of places.

"it's the least i could do, i should have waited a few more minutes to make sure you were comfortable".

you shook your head and looked him over, taking in every single piece of him you could as he smiled wider at you, hand cupping your cheek as he peppered kisses all over your face, whispering how much he's missed you and that's not leaving you for more than a second next time.

you both knew the missions he undertook were dangerous and potentially fatal, one mistake and he might not come back to you. and that scared the life out of you. the both of you.

he had two choices every time a mission was presented to him - one, the most obvious one was to undertake the mission, exorcise the curse or curses and let everything return to as normal as it could be before the next mission that he was needed for, or two, decline and spend his time locked away from the world, being only in your arms as he tried to make every second count. he was no stranger to losing someone he loved,

he'd been through what felt like hell and back before he met you at such a young age. you were the one to help him battle his inner demons, the one who made him feel better after all the long days and nights he spent away, but most of all, you were the one who loved him with everything you had to offer, helping to heal his soul one day at a time and he'd be damned if he would ever give you up.

it still didn't feel real that this was your life, that the strongest sorcerer in the world was now your husband, if someone had told you this when you were younger, you would have laughed in their faces and told them to get a life, someone like him would never end up with the likes of you.

yet here you were, still connected in the most intimate way you could be, taking on the world together. lifting your other hand you cupped his face and brought your lips to the tip of his nose, giving it a quick kiss before moving down to his lips, placing a sweet yet hungry kiss against them before pulling away, scanning your eyes over his face once more as you smirked.

quickly moving your leg, you draped it over his hip, hand resting on his shoulder before you rolled him onto his back, placing your legs on either side of his as you straddled his waist, keeping his cock snuggly inside your cunt.

letting your hands fall onto his chest, you placed them crossed over where his heart was, feeling the thumping quickening the more he looked over you, anticipating what your next move was. the smirk on your lips widened as you uncrossed them, letting your body fall forward slightly cupping his cheek again, hot breath fanning over his ear as you let a small giggle sound. "satoru, you know since we're somewhere more comfortable, i was thinking you should fill me up~".

straightening your back, you let your head fall back as you rolled your hips, making the mushroom tip of his cock rub against that spongy spot again, another sinful moan dragging from your throat. "~stuff me so full of your come that it ends up slipping out my puffy pussy~".

letting your head return to normal, you bit your lip and grabbed ahold of his hand, fingers lacing together as you pulled his torso off the sheets into a sitting position, shifting yourself so you were pressed firmly in his lap, hips moving with every other word. "~so you have to fuck it back into me until i can't take any more. until it runs messily down my thighs and legs like the tears from my eyes at the pleasure".

satoru swore he forgot how to breathe when he looked up at you, eyes lidded slightly as you continued to roll your hips into his, his cock beginning to harden once again, begging him to move his hips in tandem with yours. "well, if that's what my sweetheart wants~".

it all happened within seconds as your back hit the sheets, a gasp sounding out as your husband began to roll his hips into yours rougher than you were a few moments ago, eyes fluttering shut. moving one of his large hands, he placed it just below your navel, pushing down as he continued to roll into you, loving the feeling of your body squirming below him trying to get off on the friction against your clit alone.

after a moment, that same hand moved to grip ahold of your tit, beginning to knead the flesh, nipple hardening underneath his grasp. "~that's what my sweetheart gets, to be stuffed full of my come until she can’t take any more".

letting go of your chest, satoru placed his hand beside your head, while his other hand ran down your side, grabbing ahold of your thigh he moved it up and pressed further into you.

his body pinned you in place as you felt yourself shift slightly until you could feel the burn of your thigh muscle, your gummy walls contouring to the shape of his cock again as he snapped his hips forward once more, dragging more of the sounds he loved from your throat.

being sure to fulfil the desire to be filled full of his come, in one way or another.

when it all came down to it, satoru gojo was hopelessly in love with you. you’d come along when he needed someone the most, at a dark time in not only his life but his story as the strongest. due to that, he just wanted to spend as much time as possible with you, however, that might be because he knew one day he'd leave you behind in this cruel world, with nothing but the memories he'd made with you.

be that spending time with you, showering you with endless gifts which you were adamant you didn't need, but secretly loved regardless, fucking you for hours on end, loving the feel of the way you writhe for him as you would show him you wanted it as much as him. watching you lose yourself in the pleasure that only he could provide to you.

at the end of the day, all satoru gojo was to you was your husband, the man who you loved more than anything in the world. not a weapon to be used. not the strongest sorcerer with the weight of the world on his shoulders. no, he was just the man who you loved more than life itself, and you were forever grateful he chose to spend the rest of his with you.

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Careful - p. devorak

a/n; because this adorable red head holds a special place in my heart.

pairing; Portia Devorak x female! reader

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warnings; n/a

word count; 460

headcanon based; Injured significant other

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Goes full on momma mode whenever you get injured. You can’t blame her, especially with who her brother is.

Despite being short in height, she's unbelievably strong. Not that you mind at all. Says that’s how she’s built but you suspect differently.

Carries you over her shoulder as you spout protests on the way to her little cottage on the grounds.

Drops you onto her bed with a small thud. Hard enough to teach you a lesson, light enough not to hurt you more than you already are.

Rushes around while giving you a lecture about being careless yet again. You’d disappoint her slightly if you didn’t get yourself hurt in one way or another at least once a week.

Has a wooden spoon ready just in case you try to escape her. She doesn’t like to use it but being the sister of the infamous Doctor Devorak, she’s always prepared for any situation - including people trying to escape her.

“This will only hurt a little, okay little bug”. She hates seeing you in pain while she tends to you so does her best to make you comfortable beforehand.

Rolls her eyes slightly at your sheepish grin. "Honestly (y/n), all I ask is you be careful and this is what I see? You're worse than Ilya~".

Tucks stray pieces of hair behind your ear while placing soft kisses on your forehead.

Checks you over to make sure you're patched up as best as she can manage until Asra can heal a little better.

Wraps her arms around you protectively. “I only fret because I worry about you, princess".

Pepi makes herself comfy on your laps as your girlfriend pets her. “I don't want to lose you, that’s all”. Not that she’d ever let anything happen to you - she’d hunt them down.

Soft kisses with giggles until you fall asleep. Strokes your hair until she knows you've fallen into a deep sleep.

You're too precious to Portia to be injured so much. She hates seeing you come back from wherever you’ve been hurt.

Gently wraps one of her scarves around your hand so you know she's always with you, even when she's working.

Will spoil you until you've fully healed - soft songs and gentle hums. Warm hugs and tingling kisses.

Will do everything in her power to make you comfortable.

Cries in private when you're asleep feels like she should have protected you better - even if she couldn’t have.

Doesn't want you to see her this weak every time you're hurt. She's open to showing emotions but she wants to be strong for you in a fragile state.

She's the guiding star you never knew you needed in your life. You’re proud to call her your girlfriend.

smile for the camera! — ft. k. bakugo x fem!reader

katsuki bakugo is tricked into smiling during an interview when they bring up your name!

you didn't notice it at first, but katsuki bakugo developed smile lines after meeting you.

he didn't smile much as a kid. most of his baby pictures consisted of him either crying, screaming, or making some sort of vulgar gesture at the camera. it only got worse as he entered his teen years. his temper calmed down a bit, sure. but the chances of catching katsuki bakugo smiling were as rare as catching lightening in a bottle.

the paparazzi were well aware of the famous dynamight barely having any pictures of him smiling out on the internet—there were three singular photos out there that consisted of him with a somewhat pleased expression on his face, and the only reason he looked that way was because you were in frame right beside him.

it seemed to be a well known fact that getting bakugo to smile was nearly impossible—but the current interviewer sitting in front of bakugo was determined.

"great explosion murder god dynamight—or, well, just dynamight sir—what would you say is your favorite part about being a hero?"

katsuki stops himself from rolling his eyes, already anticipating the rest of the interview's questions as he answers flatly

"the glory. the strength. and kicking ass—make that the first thing, actually."

"okay! now, i'd like to ask you a few more things..." the young woman chirps up, and katsuki sighs and tells her to continue. the next dozens of questions were just as he'd predicted—stuff like asking who his biggest inspiration was, what kind of merch his team would be putting out in the upcoming months, and what he thought his weaknesses were.

"—and i don't have weakness. i'm fucking perfect, ask anybody. now, are we done here?" he snaps, rolling his shoulders as he moves to stand up, eyes flitting towards the exit with nothing but disinterest

he'd spent an entire hour answering these stupid questions when he could've been out fighting villains, finishing up his paperwork, literally anything else would be more time fulfilling than answering baseless questions like these ones.

the interviewer's eyes widen when katsuki stands up from his seat, stretching his arms above his head with a grunt before she quickly interrupts him

"what about your wife!"

"....eh?"

"your wife!" she says, quickly collecting herself

"could you tell us about her? it seems like many of your fans are interested in learning more regarding you two! you have a very private relationship, so it's only natural for people to be curious!"

katsuki blinks, absorbing her words. slowly, his feet—once pointed towards the exit—shift ever so slightly towards the woman

"well...what do you want to know?"

and that's how katsuki found himself sitting in the same seat another hour later. except this time, he had the dorkiest grin ever plastered on his face.

"oh i knew i wanted to marry her the first time she yelled at me—she was pretty feisty back in our ua days. still is, but now all the insults she throws my way usually have the word babe or honey added at the end. she has a clever mouth, i'm warnin' ya—you don't wanna get into an argument with her."

the interviewer laughs, and katsuki decides he might come back to this station another time if they asked. he's... well, simply put, having fun.

he leaves after another forty minutes, only because his manager literally dragged him out of the room—he had a meeting to attend and then his patrol—but he left waving at the camera crew and in a far more better mood than he'd arrived in.

katsuki spends the rest of the day getting through all of his hero duties, the interview slowly being pushed to the back of his mind as he focuses on finishing all his work and coming home to you.

it's nearly nine pm when he opens the door to your shared apartment—groaning about how tired he was and how you better not be asleep—when he hears your padded feet running towards the main entryway to greet him

"you're home!"

he offers you a slanted grin, opening his arms for a hug

"missed ya today," he mutters, pressing a kiss onto your scalp as you peer up at him with a grin—looking a little too happy.

"what're ya cheesing so hard about?"

you hum, tapping the back of his thigh with a knowing grin

"your ma called. guess what she told me?"

katsuki groans, shrugging off his gauntlets and boots before tugging you towards the couch in the living room, flopping onto it while mumbling under his breath and pulling you towards his chest

"you two devils were probably gosspin' about me, that old hag better not have sent you any pictures or i swear—"

"she told me to turn on the tv and head to channel seven."

katsuki pauses, staring at you with furrowed brows. well, it couldn't have been him on channel seven, right? he didn't have any crazy villains to deal with for once, so it wouldn't make sense for him to be on one of the main channels today.

"what..."

he smacks his forehead with an embarrassed groan when you pull out your phone and show him your recording of his interview. you're practically bouncing on the couch beside him with glee as you shove the screen in his face

"you're smiling! they made it the cover of their video, too—gosh you look so cute when you smile! and you're talking about me!"

katsuki huffs, but watches you play back the video with a cheesy grin on your face. your round eyes are illuminated by the screen, and you re-watch the video with your lips parted in awe

"you got the real thing right in front of you but you'd rather watch that...i see how it is." he grumbles, something similar to a pout forming on his face when you still don't acknowledge him—too busy watching his video as you bring the phone closer to your face

"i'm going to screenshot your smiling face in this video and make it my profile picture on insta—"

he snatches the phone out of your hand, powering it off before tossing it aside and wrapping his strong arms around your waist in an iron grip

"i'll make that one of you snoring and drooling all over my chest my profile picture if you even think about it."

"i'm pretty sure half the comments on that video literally have your smiling face as their profile picture."

"...well that's a lot of people i'm gonna have to sue."

Sweet Dreams - a. alnazar

a/n; everyone loves this magician, so what would nighttime and falling asleep next to him be like? this little headcanon post is what i imagine it would be like.

pairing; Asra Alnazar x !gender neutral! reader

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warnings; n/a

word count; 470

headcanon; Nighttime/Falling Asleep

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Likes to have a cup of Sweet Sleep tea, especially after a stressful and long day. Says it to help him relax but you know it’s not - he’s terrible at sleeping when it’s been like that.

His voice is softer than normal when talking to you during this time. Which is something you’ve grown to love because it makes you relax more than your normal routine.

Loves to give you back and shoulder rubs to make you more relaxed than is physically and mentally possible. Tries to slip in a few touches in places he knows will help more.

Finished his massages with fingers stroking through your hair. Both temple and cheek kisses linger for a second with soft lulling hums.

Lip kisses that linger for a few seconds longer than normal as your chuckles sound out. With warm arms encasing you in a loving embrace, fingers drawing patterns on bare skin.

Loses himself in conversation with you, talking about both your days and what the next one holds for you both.

Wraps the blanket around you a little more than you already are. He doesn't want you becoming cold or sick. Not that he or Julian wouldn’t be able to help cure you but he’d much rather you not get sick in the first place.

Smiles as his familiar, Faust, flicks her tongue out in your direction, a small bop on your heads as her way of saying “goodnight”.

A soft smile appears on his face as wraps an arm around you. Closing his eye with a soft last hum. His familiar curling up at the bottom of you both. “Good night, Faust".

Rests your head under his chin as he pulls you closer. Savouring the feeling of your body fitting against his. Despite what others say about him, he's happy just cuddling you.

Waits until he knows you’ve fallen asleep before he allows himself to give in to his own tiredness. Would stay awake all night if his body would let him.

Dreams are filled with all the plans and hopes he has regarding you two and your future together. Some are downright cheesy. While others would rot your soul, in a good way.

Isn’t much of a mover in his sleep. Does twitch occasionally while he talks/mummers.

Says he’s a soft snorer but you disagree. Poor Faust has slithered away to a quiet area just to get some rest.

Asra with bed hair is the most adorable thing you’ve ever seen, even though you do tease him about it whenever you get a moment to.

Could stay in bed all day if he was allowed to. He just wants to stay in your company with no care in the world.

Always wishes for the day to hurry up so he can fall asleep with you again.

70s Wanda - The Legend of Zelda Masterlist ᱬ

As you rest the page you had ahold of on top of the already turned ones, you are greeted with a burst of colour - much different from the pages you've just seen. You liked it.

Turning a few more pages, you blinked seeing that the young witch was pregnant - welcoming twin boys to her family not long after. Who knows what else is in store for her?

‟ Oh, it’s such a strange sensation. It’s kind of fluttery ” | ‟ Oh, it’s coming. Oh, the baby’s coming ” | ‟ I’m a twin. I had a brother. His name was Pietro ”

ᱬ ࣪𖤐 first meeting ~ botw link | g/n reader

ᱬ ࣪𖤐 first meeting ~ dark link | g/n reader

ᱬ ࣪𖤐 first meeting ~ twilight link | female reader

ᱬ ࣪𖤐 first meeting ~ oot link | g/n reader

masterlist

ᱬ⛧ not meant to be ~ k. bakugou

ᱬ ࣪𖤐 an old work from a few years ago; taking a quick break from a w.i.p.

g/n! reader and sfw. could you class this as angst? you decide!

as always, reblogs/likes are always appreciated! enjoy! ᱬ ࣪𖤐

word count: 994

links: bnha/mha masterlist | masterlist

although he would never admit it in a million years, he had it bad when it came to you. he knew it from the moment he couldn't stop thinking about you whenever he was alone. everything about you just made his heart and body feel completely different to what he was used to and for that, he hated you for as long as he could manage.

what started as your stereotypical love/hate relationship when you were both children started to develop slowly over time until he could feel his heart beating painfully each time he heard your name or saw you about his daily life.

the great bakugou had caught feelings for you and he had a hard time accepting that. harder than most people would think. he loathed that he had begun to feel this way about you, well at least in the beginning he did because you were nothing more than another distraction to him along with that nerd and annoying extra, midoriya.

as he grew, he started to learn what this somewhat foreign feeling was, especially after asking masaru which seemed to make the eavesdropping mitsuki grin wildly.

the older he got, the worse his feelings got. they seemed to get worse when the two of you were alone, be that walking home or just in school. of course, he had a bad boy image to upkeep and that included bullying the green-haired friend you both shared.

the only exception to his bullying was you, he'd never make you a target of it, always finding ways to do it out of your view.

he was hopeful that being in school would help distract him from his feelings, and he threw himself into his studies as well as his tough-guy act. grinding to be the best around, all while ignoring that ache in his chest whenever you were around.

the feeling wouldn't go away no matter how hard he tried.

then came the ua days. when he saw you in that uniform, he couldn't still the painful way his heart began beating again. he thought he had escaped you for a while but he knew he was kidding himself, especially with your quirk. you’d make the perfect pro hero.

bakugou still came across as the same aggressive boy he always had been, the complete opposite of how others viewed you. was he surprised? not at all, that's just who you were. was he annoyed at the way he felt about you still? absolutely. he tried fighting as hard as he could but it was impossible. nothing seemed to dim the fire lit deep within.

slowly, very much unlike him, he worked up the courage to finally ask you out. to be the one he'd give every inch of his being and soul to.

then came the day he finally convinced himself to do it. he was going to ask you to be his.

clammy hands stuffed in pockets as he began searching for you. you had to be around the school somewhere as you were in none of your usual spots.

the ripple of murmurs reached his ears as he walked along. his heart pounded relentlessly at what he heard. it had to be a joke. something the two of you idiots had conjured up to mess with him.

"have you heard that (y/n) is dating deku?".

"are you serious?".

"they're such a cute couple".

as cliché as it sounds, he felt his world fall apart at the seams. he had to be hearing things, just some dumb extras making up shit to make sure he was in a bad mood for the rest of the day.

there was no way in hell you were dating that nerd. he knew you had standards and deku was not up to those.

turning quickly on his heel, he made his way to the homeroom he shared with you and the rest of 1-a. opening the door, the rumours he heard hit him full force in both his face and his heart. there you were, standing beside midoriya, his arm wrapped snugly around you as you looked at him, that lovestruck grin on your face as you laughed at something mina had said to the pair of you.

small explosions started to crackle in his hands before slamming the door. storming away like a little child who couldn't get their favourite treat when out and about.

your shouts behind him fell on deaf ears as he continued to walk from the situation. he wouldn't let either of you see him defeated.

he began to keep a safe distance. he hated seeing the two of you together, knowing he was not the one who was holding you like that. the one peppering soft kisses on your face and comforting you whenever you were hurt.

he spent many nights after seeing the pair of you looking back over the few photos you had taken together.

a sad smile now resting on his face when he looks at you, your infectious smile there as usual. his heart hurting for an entirely different reason, knowing it was slowly breaking the more he thought about it.

he had lost his chance to be the one that made you smile for the stupidest reasons, the one you poured your heart out to with all your hopes and dreams but most importantly, the one you would bear your very soul to.

part of him wished you and that nerd would call it off knowing he would be the one to swoop on and pick you up, making sure you were treated like the royalty you deserved.

the other part of him knew that he would only fuck things up big time if you two were to ever date now.

he had to spend the rest of his life, which felt like an eternity, watching you smile and be happy in the arms of another man.

a man that should have been him.

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© springismss 2025 - don’t repost, copy, translate, steal or modify.

ᱬ ࣪𖤐 and my 2024 season is coming to an end. if it’s 2025 where you are already or soon to 2025 - I hope your year is filled with everything you want and more. be that badass and fuck what others think.

thank you to everyone who’s commented, liked, reblogged and followed, i wouldn’t be anywhere without my witchlings.

2025, in a few hours, I’m coming for you.

Baby Mine - s. todoroki

a/n; i really can’t thank you all for the support so far! i’m blown away. thank you for making me feel welcome!

pairing; grown up! Todoroki x grown up! pregnant! reader

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warnings; n/a

word count; 1.5k+

summary; a month by month of how Shotou would handle the upcoming task of being a father.

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One simple word showed up on the stick in your trembling hand as you stared in disbelief, tears slipping down your cheeks.

‘Pregnant’

This had to be a joke right? A faulty test. Something just to get your hopes up before it was cruelly ripped away from you again. A sudden knocking brought you to your senses as you quickly wiped your eyes. Standing up with worry.

"(y/n)? Are you okay? You've been in there a while".

Taking a deep breath to calm yourself more, you placed your hand on the handle and opened the door, stepping out to be met by the worried face of your husband Shoto Todoroki.

"Sorry my love, it took a little longer than I thought. I couldn’t find the towels~".

The look on his face told you that he knew exactly what you had been doing. It was no secret, that despite his past, you both wanted to expand your family with a child of your own.

"So tell me~"

More tears rolled down your cheeks as you sobbed, unable to find the right words to say. Which Todoroki took the wrong way, crushed that yet another attempt, to him, had been unsuccessful.

"It's okay, there's always next time".

His arms wrapped around you, pulling you closer to him as he ran his hand through your hair. Trying to soothe you in one of the best ways he could.

"S-Shoto, I'm pregnant".

He looked at your teary eyes in shock as your words slowly began to sink in. A big smile playing on his face as he cupped yours, kissing you softly.

『ꕥ Month 2; ꕥ』

The feeling of being on cloud nine never left for you both, although Todoroki was slightly wary. Sure his relationship with his father was slowly getting better but due to his childhood and upbringing, he was always left second-guessing himself.

"Shoto, I still can't believe we're going to be parents".

Looking down at your belly, you smiled and rubbed your hand over your still soft stomach.

"We can't wait to see you little one!".

The dual-haired male looked at you and smiled. He knew you'd support him in this journey, his past couldn't define how he was as a dad. Only he could.

『ꕥ Month 3; ꕥ』

A blank screen greeted the two of you as you both entered a room, exchanging greetings with the sonographer.

Today was the day the two of you would get to see your child for the first time. Various 'what ifs' ran through your mind as you gripped Shoto's hand. His eyes looking into yours in a silent promise everything would be okay. He knew you wouldn’t be able to handle another heartbreak.

Laying yourself down, you got yourself sorted and closed your eyes as you waited for a sign that everything was fine. That the little life growing inside you was still there and stronger than ever.

Ba-bump. Ba-bump.

The small sound made you open your eyes, tears lining your waterline as you saw the tiny life on the screen. A slight squeeze of your hand drew your attention to Shoto, his eyes shining as he looked at your child.

"A perfectly happy and healthy baby. Such a strong heartbeat already".

The both of you smiled at each other, the tears finally slipping down the sides of your face as you took in the image.

『ꕥ Month 4; ꕥ』

A small bump had begun to appear on you, your body finally beginning to show the presence of the small life you were carrying. Your hand never left your bump whenever you had the time to touch it.

"I guess I look pregnant now".

Looking down, you smiled and wrapped your arms around your husband, your eyes meeting his before you closed yours slightly. Falling into a much-needed sleep. Shoto’s eyes flashed in slight worry before returning to normal, gently placing a hand on yours, being careful not to wake your now sleeping form.

He wasn't going to lie to himself, he was scared. No one could blame him.

『ꕥ Month 5; ꕥ』

Facing the ultrasound screen again, the two of you chatted amongst yourselves, having the odd argument about the gender of your child. Of course, you didn't mind what you were having but it was nice to have a little friendly bet on who would be right.

The small image of your child appeared on the screen again as your hearts began thumping in disbelief, the high you felt gazing on the small life never leaving. Everything was perfect and normal, even seeing a small wave or two.

"Now, would you like to know the gender?".

You both looked at each other, nodding with a smile.

"Well, I can tell you both, you're having a perfectly healthy baby-".

『ꕥ Month 6; ꕥ』

Clothes. Toys. Essentials.

You name it, it began to pile up as you began to prepare properly for the arrival of your child. Emotions had begun to run high and if it wasn't floods of tears it was hot tempers. Hormones weren't helping you whatsoever. The littlest thing would set you off.

Todoroki walked into the bedroom, only to find you curled up on the bed with a small baby grow hugged to your chest as you sobbed out. In an obvious panic, he ran over, picking you up and holding you close to him after he sat down.

"Hey, baby, what's wrong?".

That sentence made you cry harder, muffled sobbing sounding against his chest.

Turns out, you were emotional over the fact a small baby could fit into that piece of clothing.

『ꕥ Month 7; ꕥ』

Todoroki's family gushed over you continually, being sure you were safe and comfortable whenever you went to visit them with Shoto.

Fuyumi and Rei would excitingly touch your bump, asking a variety of questions. Gossiping and sharing stories of how Shoto was as a baby - some making you laugh at your husband’s embarrassment.

Natsuo would spend time by Todoroki, casually talking about life with his younger brother. Especially how he was feeling regarding the upcoming arrival and, despite not being one himself, encouraging him to enjoy the years ahead.

Enji, on the other hand, would sit back and watch on. Taking in the buzz around him with a content smile on his face. He still has a bit of a way to go before he could be a part of a proper family unit.

Maybe this baby would help but it would take time.

『ꕥ Month 8; ꕥ』

Things became more painful and tiring for you as your body ached. The end coming slowly. You wanted nothing more than to have your baby in your arms. All the cuddles and kisses you had in the world just for the tiny bundle.

"(y/n), it won't be long now I promise".

You looked up a little and smiled, the overwhelming tiredness visible on your face. He hated not being able to help you, take away the pain you felt, the uneasiness, but most of all the worry. The worry that something was going to go wrong, regardless of you both making it this far.

"I hope so, Shoto. I just want to meet our little one".

『ꕥ Month 9; ꕥ』

A new cry pierced the silence of the room, ringing loud and clear as you gripped onto Todoroki. The two of you smiled as tears slipped down your faces. The emotions you felt finally crashing at once through you.

"You did it (y/n)! I'm so proud of you".

Todoroki placed soft kisses on your dazed face as a small bundle was placed into your arms. The small baby moved around slightly, settling down on the softness of its mother's skin, beginning its first feed. Eyes opening slightly before shutting, suckling away.

"Red hair, gorgeous blue eyes. Definitely a Todoroki".

You looked up as Shoto sat down beside you, giving a tired smile as you nodded your head. The past months had been a whirlwind but were worth it. Despite the tiring time you’d just been through.

"With daddy's hair and eyes, she'll be a little heartbreaker".

『ꕥ Up to 1-year-old; ꕥ』

The tiring nights. The endless amount of changes and feeds.

Todoroki couldn't deny it, it was hard. Really hard. He constantly second-guessed himself, he didn't feel like he was good enough. Even during those doubtful times, you encouraged him as his biggest supporter, be that through words or actions, you always made sure he was okay.

Things became slightly easier, cuddles and kisses became more as your daughter grew. New milestones and wonders greeted them. Even Todoroki's family adored their niece and granddaughter. Especially Enji who took his time with his granddaughter, taking great care not to mess up this time around.

Then came the words.

The day she said "Dada".

Todoroki sat there crying. He wasn't one for showing emotion but the moment she said that he couldn't hold back. From the moment he found out you were pregnant to the first time holding his beautiful daughter, he couldn't believe he could be a dad, yet he was such a perfect dad to this little girl who couldn't help but adore the very ground he walked on.

Picking her up, he gently rocked the small girl as her eyes slowly closed, drifting off into a peaceful sleep.

"I've got you, princess. Daddy will keep you safe. I'll always be your number one hero, no matter what happens".