nerd versions are just *chef kiss*
NERD!SUKUNA HEADCANONS - Part 1
Modern!Sukuna x Reader (female). College AU. 2k words 18+, fluff + smut (Sukuna has some dirty fantasies about Reader. The actual smut will be in Part 2). "Enemies" to friends to fuckbuddies to lovers. Reader is shy and struggles with her grades. Sukuna is a genius but bad at feelings ;) Minors don't interact. Divider @/.lacedolliee. Credit for the super sexy fanart of Nerdkuna goes to my sweet friend @winterrbluess. The pic was used with Winn's permission đ€ You asked if someone could write a little something about your fave sexy nerd, and I couldn't resist ;) I hope you'll enjoy it!
Nerd!Sukuna, who looks like a bad boy but is actually at the top of all his classes and a huge nerd when it comes to his studies and his various interests. Very intelligent, passionate, and hardworking. Sukuna always wants to be the best in everything he does.
Nerd!Sukuna, who could be one of the most popular guys on the whole campus if he wanted to, with his good looks and impressive height and fit body. But he keeps everyone at arm's length, not giving a fuck about popularity and not wanting to get distracted from his academic success.
Nerd!Sukuna, who once beat up a football player who tried to make fun of Sukuna's passion for all things history-related, and ever since that day, no one dared to bother Sukuna again.
Nerd!Sukuna, who is arrogant and condescending and thinks (rightfully so) that no one is fit to hold a candle to him. He is constantly looking down on everyone around him and would rather spend his free time perfecting his skills and studies than doing something useless.
Nerd!Sukuna, who hates group projects and prefers to work alone because everyone else is just holding him up, and Sukuna has to control all of their steps to fix their mistakes.
Nerd!Sukuna, who rolls his eyes in annoyance when he gets paired up with you for an assignment. A shy little thing whose name he never heard before, which means you are definitely not playing in the same academic league as him.
Nerd!Sukuna, who towers over you with his backpack slung casually over his broad shoulders and his tattooed face cold and hard when he informs you that he expects you to work hard and not fuck up his grades, or he will make your life hell.
Nerd!Sukuna, who is fully convinced this will be a disaster when he sees you wring your hands nervously and promise him you will work your ass off for this assignment because you really need a good grade so you can pass.
Nerd!Sukuna, who is a control freak who plans everything ahead and, therefore, doesn't let you have a word on how often you meet or when or where. He doesn't like having people over at his place, but he invites you over anyway because his kitchen table is his favorite place to study.
Nerd!Sukuna, who fixes you with a stern look through his nerdy glasses as he shoves a huge stack of books across the table, informing you he expects you to read all the needed information, which he already marked for you with various color-coded sticky notes. "Because you probably don't even know what we need for this assignment."
Nerd!Sukuna, who is surprised by how thoroughly you work and by the questions you ask him, which let him know you aren't as dumb as he thought.
Nerd!Sukuna, who likes how you hang on his lips when he explains stuff to you, clearly impressed by his detailed knowledge. And maybe, just maybe, he intentionally lowers his voice a bit more, just to see you get all nervous when he is talking in such a husky way, almost as if he isn't explaining political intrigues in the Heian era to you but rather telling you what he wants to do to you in his bed.
Nerd!Sukuna, who finds devilish joy in seeing how flustered you get around him and how clearly intimidated you are by his tall and broad body and his tattoos and arrogant attitude.
Nerd!Sukuna, who has to admit (only to himself) that getting paired up with you isn't too bad because at least you give your best, and you are actually kind of cute. The kind of sweet, shy girl who usually doesn't cross paths with him.
Nerd!Sukuna, who catches himself watching you during study time in his kitchen or in the library. He tells himself he is just checking if you really do your work, but his gaze mostly lingers on your glossy lips, which wrap around your pen while you focus on something or on your nose, which looks super cute when you scrunch it up in confusion.
Nerd!Sukuna, who isn't one to brag because he thinks that is something for losers, but he can't help but mention casually some of the academic awards he already won just because he is getting addicted to the buzzing in his veins when he sees the way you gulp hard and get all shy and cute on him, muttering something about how you struggle to even stay in college.
Nerd!Sukuna, who usually loves to be a little sadist and make fun of people who have bad grades, but somehow, he can't bring himself to do that when it comes to you.
Nerd!Sukuna, who instead surprises himself by reaching out and ruffling your hair, telling you that he will help you with your studies.
Nerd!Sukuna, who forms a strange little companionship with you, almost looking forward to your meetings and even preparing an extra plate of snacks for you.
Nerd!Sukuna, who usually isn't someone people would refer to as nice, but who drops his arrogant and mocking attitude at least a little when he is in his kitchen with you and instead jokes around with you and feels his heart throb weirdly when you get his humor, and laugh about his even most sarcastic remarks.
Nerd!Sukuna, who likes it when you come out of your shell more and more, joining in on his playful teasing or telling him about your favorite books and shows.
Nerd!Sukuna, who accidentally overhears you telling your classmate that you don't have time to go to the coffeeshop with her because you are already meeting your friend Sukuna after class, which leaves Sukuna standing in the middle of the hallway for a whole thirty seconds, with his mouth hanging open, completely stunned and looking like a brainless idiot as his mind tries to wrap around the fact that you see him as your friend when Sukuna never had a friend before.
Nerd!Sukuna, who makes sure to bake your favorite muffins and prepare your favorite type of tea before you come over that afternoon, wordlessly showing you that he values your companionship, or friendship, as you called it, too.
Nerd!Sukuna, who feels a small smile tug at his usually smirking lips when he sees your big happy smile and hears your sweet "For me? Oh, thank you!" when you see the plate with muffins on your place at his kitchen table. And yes, he refers to it as your place, and the thought makes him feel strangely warm.
Nerd!Sukuna, who playfully teases you for your Hello Kitty pens and glittery pink notebooks, asking if you are in some "Little Princess Kindergarten Club" or something. Only for you to march up to him the next morning before class to press a Hello Kitty text marker set against his chest so he can join the club, too, causing Sukuna to sit in class with a stupid grin on his face for a whole hour.
Nerd!Sukuna, who likes how easy things feel with you. How he can put all his hard work into your assignment and also see you working hard on it, but also have this light-hearted, playful banter with you, making him realize how boring and dry his afternoons used to be before you became his assignment partner.
Nerd!Sukuna, who has to admit that you definitely aren't as bad of an assignment partner as he thought you would be. He even allows you to fill out a whole page all by yourself, which is the biggest compliment he can give you.
Nerd!Sukuna, who catches himself playfully flirting with you, smirking smugly when he catches you staring at him when he pushes his glasses up the bridge of his nose. "See something you like, princess? Aww, no need to be embarrassed. I know those glasses look sexy on me."
Nerd!Sukuna, who loves to tease you like that and who ducks just in time when you scream in embarrassment and throw a pen at him while looking so fucking cute that Sukuna just teases you even more.
Nerd!Sukuna, who is quite happy with how your assignment is going. Usually, he would do the whole presentation by himself because he trusts no one else to deliver it the way he wants to, but Sukuna knows how shy you are about talking in front of the class, and Sukuna wants to teach you how to lose that fear.
Nerd!Sukuna, who just smirks at you when you complain loudly, "I can't do that! I am so bad at presenting things. I get all nervous and flustered, and then I mess up. Please do it yourself, Sukuna! You are so much better at this!"
Nerd!Sukuna, who tells you, "If you always run away from everything that scares you, you will never make it in life. So, nope. You will do your part. But aren't you such a lucky girl that you have me as your teacher?"
Nerd!Sukuna, who makes you stand in front of his fridge and practice your presentation over and over again while Sukuna sits on the kitchen chair, long muscular legs spread, tattooed arms crossed in front of his broad chest, occasionally pushing his glasses up as he watches you with an amused expression on his tattooed face, providing a brutal but honest opinion and actually helpful advice.
Nerd!Sukuna, who isn't just an overly critical and perfectionist asshole, but also someone who gives praise when he thinks it is deserved. And you, his cute little assignment partner, really deserve it. Sukuna walks over to you, stopping in front of you with a broad grin, "You did really well, princess. I'm proud of you."
Nerd!Sukuna, who wonders why your pupils look so blown out all of a sudden when you tilt your head to look up at him, stuttering in a slightly breathless voice, "Th... thank you. You were a really good teacher."
Nerd!Sukuna, who laughs and pets your hair as he smirks at you, saying something about how he could teach you lots of other things, too. Not sure anymore whether he is still just teasing you or if he really means it in a sexual way.
Nerd!Sukuna, who realizes he has a little big problem when he starts noticing the way your tits get pushed up and almost spill out of your shirt when you press a stack of books against them. Or when he loses his thread because you decided to wear a sexy little skirt, and now Sukuna can't stop thinking about how cute it would look if you were bouncing on his cock while still wearing that little skirt. Or when you suck on your stupid Hello Kitty pen, and Sukuna can't help but imagine how those sweet glossy lips of yours would feel wrapped around his cock instead.
Nerd!Sukuna, who tries to suppress those thoughts though, not wanting to mess this assignment up.
Nerd!Sukuna, who feels like encountering a world boss in a computer game, when you have a breakdown at his kitchen table, the evening before your presentation, crying and sobbing because you are nervous and convinced you will fuck up. And suddenly, Sukuna finds himself comforting you, gently caressing your arms with his large hands while murmuring reassurance to you. "Hey, stop being a brat. I know you can do it. You learned from the best, after all, didn't you, princess? And you got me. Just look at me the whole time, ok? Nothing bad can happen when you just look at me."
Nerd!Sukuna, who is surprised by how protective he feels over you at that moment. You are sitting in front of him looking like a wet cat, with your eyes all red and swollen from crying and snot running out of your nose, but somehow you still look so fucking cute to him, and somehow you make him so much softer and less rational than he usually is.
Nerd!Sukuna, who sighs and growls, "Oh, just come here." sounding annoyed but contradicting it by pulling you into his strong arms and holding you until you feel ok again. Sukuna still complains that you got his shirt wet with your tears, but his words lack the bite.
Nerd!Sukuna, who is genuinely proud of how much you improved when he watches your part of the presentation the next day. He even catches himself smiling a real smile at you when he congratulates you after class.
Nerd!Sukuna, who experiences a strange fluttery feeling in his stomach when you smile back at him and put your small hand on his tattooed biceps, "Thank you, Sukuna. It was really nice working with you."
Nerd!Sukuna, who manages a "same," but then just stands before you, opening his mouth and closing it again, not knowing what else to say because there are too many thoughts racing through his mind, and all of them seem to be too honest. And you do the same, shuffling around shyly, looking at him with wide eyes, parting your lips, but no words come out. And so both of you just lift a hand in an awkward farewell gesture and leave on opposite sides of the hallway.
Nerd!Sukuna, who tries to tell himself he is glad that your assignment is over and he can work in solitude again but then ends up staring longingly at the empty chair at his kitchen table, where you used to sit those last few weeks.
Aww Sukuna, do you miss us? ;)
I AM VERY ATTRACTED TO HIM AAAHHHH please, Kuna, tell me more about history and physics and every other subject that there is!!! You are so sexy!! đđ
Winn's fanart of Nerdkuna made me swoon so much and fall in love with him, and I always picture him as being at the top of classes anyway, so I think it was really time to finally write about him living his best nerdy life.
Thank you so much for reading! I hope you enjoyed the headcanons! I will post Part 2 in a few days đ Will Kuna find a way to get us back onto his kitchen chair?
Comments and reblogs would be very sweet!
series summary; what happens when time suddenly decides to feed you snippets of a life you can't remember living? a life filled with joy and happiness that was cruelly ripped away - your mind plagued with just that. when a certain spirit is plagued by these memories as well, heâs just as confused as you. two hearts brought together through many millennia find theyâre connected in more ways than one.
pairing; Yami Yugi/Atem x female! reader
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chapter warnings; none
chapter word count; 1.5k+
chapter summary; it's time to visit the museum and see what you can find with Yami, with the help of someone, you find something unexpected.
a/n; and she returns with the long awaited 3rd chapter, a quick note, you know of the spirit, youâve just not met him in person yet until now.
links; series masterlist | prologue | 1 | 2
Just as quickly as you had been asked, the next day came around and before you knew it, you were ready and stood outside the museum. Glancing down at the watch on your wrist, you saw you were earlier than you thought, maybe you were more keen than you had let on for this. Looking to the side, you watched as people walked in and out, excited chatter from them filling the air as you leaned against the wall. Your gaze then moves to the banners on either side of the door, taking in their design and the text. You didn't think this would be popular but like yourself, there were plenty of people who loved to learn about a place like Ancient Egypt. Turning your attention back to outside the museum, you caught the tri-coloured hair of the male you were meeting.
Walking down the steps, you walked forward and waved with a bright smile. Soft eyes looked at you before the male waved back, rushing quickly to your side. The action leaves them slightly out of breath, much to your amusement. "Thanks for doing this, (y/n), I know the spirit is excited as well". Letting out a giggle, you nodded and looked over your shoulder at the building. "It's no problem at all, Yugi, really. I've been eager to come here for a while, now I have the perfect reason". Looking back to Yugi, you tilted your head slightly. "Say Yugi, what should I call the spirit?".
Your question had taken both the young boy and the spirit of the puzzle by surprise. No one has ever asked what he should be called. Most people just referred to him as Yugi or the other Yugi, but you wanted to know what he wanted. Pondering, the young boy looked to the floating male at his side, waiting for his answer. After a few minutes of silence, your friend spoke out, giving you the answer, to which you smiled and nodded. "Yami, you can call him Yami".
When the coast was clear, the young boy stepped back before a bright light shone causing you to cover your eyes slightly. When the light dimmed and you glanced back up, you saw a slightly taller male standing there. His gaze was sharper, his eyes more stern and his hair a little bit different in style. Looking him over, you hummed and held your hand for him, offering a bright smile. "I take it you're Yami, it's nice to finally meet you. I'm (y/n) but I guess you already know that". Looking down at your hand, the spirit took a moment to take in what had happened before he looked back up at you. Now that he was using Yugi's body, he could get a good look at you. He could see why Yugi talked about you most of the time. Taking a hold of your hand, he gave it a firm shake and gave back a half smirk. "That's correct. It's nice to meet you too, (y/n)".
Looking down at your hands, something felt right about it. Sure, it was your friend's body being used but when Yami took over, things changed. The hand you held onto felt strong yet familiar at the same time. Deciding now would be a great time to let go, you laughed nervously before motioning behind you. "Let's get in there and see what we can find".
Once inside, surrounded by the exhibition on Ancient Egypt, you sighed in relief as you felt yourself relax. You didn't want to make a bad impression but you were almost certain you had done. Taking a moment to look around, you gauged where everything was, making a mental note of the best displays to look at before turning your gaze to Yami. "Okay, so I think I see some displays that might be a good starting point, but if you see anything let me know and we'll check it out". At hearing your words, Yami nodded and followed you to one of the displays, taking in how you spoke and the way your face lit up when you mentioned anything Egyptian. It was a sight that made him feel at ease. After a few minutes of you both being there, the spirit felt himself being pulled towards something at the back of the room. The footsteps beside you receded while you continued to gaze at the artefact in front of you.
A moment later, you looked to your side ready to ask the spirit's opinion on something, only to be met with a space. Turning around, you scanned the room but caught no sight of him. Sighing, you walked forward and began searching everywhere you could, finding anyone but the person you were looking for. After a good few minutes, you stopped before a door at the back of the room and bent over, letting out a frustrated noise and you wiped the palms of your hands on your legs. You were tasked with one thing, and one thing only yet you couldn't even do that. "Ahh, my Queen, it's nice to see you're finally here". The sound of the voice caught you off guard as you stood up and spun on your heel, coming face to face with the young woman who you'd seen in the papers a few days prior. The one in charge of running the exhibition, Ishizu Ishtar. "I'm sorry you must have me confused with someone else~".
The dark-haired woman shook her head with a smile before stepping forward, placing a hand on your shoulder. "I assure you I don't. I have something useful for you". Taking a step back, she motioned to her side before a male stepped forward, holding something in his hands for you. Looking from the item to the Ishizu, you held a hand out and let it hover over the item. Did you dare touch it, let alone take it? "Please, my Queen. We've been keeping this safe for five thousand years, it should be returned to you". Before you could protest any more, the item was placed in your hands. Looking it over, you felt a sense of familiarity from it. "Now, that door behind you, head on through and you'll find the person you've been looking for down the stairs".
Nodding your head, you turned around and walked through the door, descending the steps until you reached the bottom. For some reason, you trusted her words and her. Like she was someone you once knew. Coming to a stop at the bottom of the steps, you placed the item in your hands close to your chest before you walked forward, turning your head to either side to see if you could find him. "Yami! Are you down here!?". Up ahead, there was a noise which sounded like an answer to your question. Moving forward, you turned the corner and found the male you were searching for. "Here you are, I was wondering~". You stopped talking when you caught the tablet in front of you. You were almost positive you nearly broke your neck from the quickness of the double take you had done. Standing there in front of you was the person on the tablet, or you thought it was. "Yami?".
The spirit looked at your confused face before looking back at the tablet, you felt how he had when he first saw it. However, he'd had a good amount of time to get used to what he was seeing, taking in what the ancient tablet depicted. The more he looked at it, the more it felt like it was something from his past, that depicted his life before everything he knew was wiped from his memory. "It appears to be some form of ancient duel between the Pharoah and one of his advisors. I admit it's a bit of a shock to see someone who looks like me up there". Casting his gaze on you, he took note of the item you had ahold of. "I see you've found something as well. Anything important?".
Looking in slight confusion, it took you a moment to realise he was talking about the item you'd been given upstairs. Moving it from your chest, you placed a hand on top of it and nodded. "I hope so, it's a book of some kind but I'm not entirely sure what yet but fingers crossed it's something good". You turned your attention back to the tablet and noticed a section faded like it had been purposely damaged so it couldn't be read. "Say, you think this was important? Looks like something's been worn away on purpose". Raising your hand, you placed it on the glass in front of you as you took a step closer, there was nothing on this tablet aside from an image that screamed out to the both of you. That left the book in your possession, there had to be something in it and there was only one way to find out.
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a/n; it's been some time! a sweet one from an old work - hope you all enjoy!
pairing; Touya Todoroki x female! reader
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warnings; just pure tooth-rotting fluff
word count;Â 677
Prompt; It's raining. (A) and (B) stay at home to do some spring cleaning. They put on some music and work, soft rain noises still audible. Now and then, they stop for a small kiss.Â
links; BNHA Masterlist | Masterlist
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Spring - the time of rebirth, regrowth, resurrection, renewal and rejuvenation.
A time of pureness to become more prominent in the already dim world.
A season this is known for frequent rainfalls; washing away the hard time before it arrived.
The perfect time for change and a fresh start - in all aspects of life.
A fluff of white hair nestled beside your head, an arm draped over your torso. Soft snoring sounded throughout the room. Small noises sounded now and then until the two of you began to stir.
"Morning beautiful~".
A rough-sounding voice caught you off-guard in your sleepy state but it wasn't too long before you smiled, lifting your eyes towards turquoise ones with a slight giggle.
"Morning handsome~".
A frustrated sigh slipped out of your mouth as you looked out the window. Your fingers trailed along the various paths the small droplets took as they slid on the transparent surface. You hoped the rainfall would have eased up but unfortunately, it hadn't. Your plans for a date day out with Touya were officially thwarted.
A pair of eyes watched your face drop in slight defeat before the figure walked up to you, wrapping their arms around you from behind. Letting out a small sigh, your body automatically leant into his form. "I know how much you wanted to go out today, (y/n), but it's okay. As long as I spend time with you, I don't care where we are".
Looking upwards at him, you smiled softly albeit in defeat, and cupped his face with your hand, thumb running over the skin on his cheek. "I know, but still I had-".
Your head was guided round as the taller male leant down, silencing your protests with a delicate kiss. One that seemed to do the trick.
Lively music echoed throughout the house, the soft drumming of rain still audible along with some heartfelt laughter. The two of you had decided to do a bit of spring cleaning to pass the time and that had somehow included some bad dancing; mainly on Touya's part.
Looking over your shoulder you saw him looking out the window, slightly distracted. "The perfect opportunity for a surprise kiss".
Slowly creeping over, taking care to be as silent as physically possible, you eventually reached his side. Fingers tapping the white head's shoulder.
Touya looked over his shoulder before he turned his head, only to be met by a small yet loving kiss. His hand gripped yours as he pulled you closer, the contact lasting for a moment before you pushed yourself off with a wink, going back to whatever you were cleaning.
So began your little kissing game - who could surprise the other the most with each kiss.
Both of you said the other had won when you eventually finished your housework.
The light from the tv flickered over the two figures not resting on the couch; your head in Touya's lap while his fingers ran through your hair. You both relaxed in comfortable silence, the faint noises of the tv and rain in the background. "(y/n)?".
Tilting your head back, you looked up and hummed slightly. "Yeah?".
The was a moment of silence, just the two of you looking at each other. "I enjoyed today, even if it's not what you had in mind".
Looking you over Touya brought his hand down, running his thumb over your cheek, cupping it soon after. "The rain might have put a dampener on things, but I got to spend time with you regardless".
A smile graced your face as you placed your hand on top of his, your thumb stroking the back of his hand. Leaning over Touya placed a soft kiss on your lips, his other hand cupping your other cheek. A sweet kiss was returned for a moment before lips parted slightly parted. "I love you, Mrs Todoroki".
A faint reddening appeared on your face as you hummed out contently. Smiling, your face nuzzling into his hands, eyes closing with a contented hum. "I love you too, Mr Todoroki".
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
image credit; ondriaprice (via tumblr)
links; The Arcana Masterlist | Masterlist
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Goes full on momma mode whenever you get injured. You canât blame her, especially with who her brother is.
Despite being short in height, she's unbelievably strong. Not that you mind at all. Says thatâs how sheâs 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. Youâd disappoint her slightly if you didnât 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 doesnât like to use it but being the sister of the infamous Doctor Devorak, sheâs always prepared for any situation - including people trying to escape her.
âThis will only hurt a little, okay little bugâ. 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. âI only fret because I worry about you, princess".
Pepi makes herself comfy on your laps as your girlfriend pets her. âI don't want to lose you, thatâs allâ. Not that sheâd ever let anything happen to you - sheâd 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 youâve 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 couldnât 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. Youâre proud to call her your girlfriend.
thanks so much for the tag @reawakened-goddess my love!
its fate iâm keeping in line with the JJK theme going above, of course i get the infamous king of curses - i can change him, i swear.
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I just read the prologue of Tested by Time, and it was the best surprise I could've asked for! Your writing is so beautiful, and I'm so looking forward for more â€ïžâ€ïžâ€ïž
Ahhh! thank you so much anon! iâm so glad you liked it. the next part is in the works and should be up soon đ€đ€
a/n; welcome to my first piece of writing! this is from âaphrodisiaâ which is found on both Wattpad & ao3. hope you enjoy!
pairing; winter soldier! bucky x gender neutral! reader
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warnings; n/a
word count; 352
prompt based; âCan I kiss you?"
links; Marvel Materlist | Masterlist
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"Can I kiss you?".
Blinking in confusion for a moment, you tilted your head at the male in front of you as the words processed in your head. Had you heard right? Surely you hadn't. Maybe it was your mind playing tricks on you. Humming out slightly, you held your hand out in front of you for him to take before stepping forward.
The eyes of the Soldat watched your movements carefully as he tried to assess the situation. Had he gone too far? Maybe he had moved too fast? Ever since he'd managed to escape the clutches of HYDRA with your help he had a hard time trying to gauge how both you and he felt.
He had spent so long being told to feel one way that anything other than what he was used to at a certain point was foreign, and he certainly didn't like it. Yet with a little coaxing, he began to accept that there were other feelings humans were meant to feel.
Super soldiers or not.
Lifting your free hand you turned his hand over, palm facing up as the pads of your fingers began to draw soothing circles on the rough skin. A content hum passed your lips as it turned into a calming tune. One you knew your Soldat would relax too.
"Kiska~".
The gentle smile that appeared on your face made Bucky fall in love with you all over again. Despite all the kills. The violence. The mind-numbing emptiness. He could always count on you no matter what.
"Moya Lyubov, you don't need to ask that~".
Gentle hands cupped a tired face as noses rubbed together. A small giggle of happiness slipping from the shorter of the two as the others arms encased you. One warm and soft while the other contrasted, cold and hard.
Breath fanned across soft lips, the Soldat taking the opportunity to look over your face. From the tiny curve of your lips to the almost invisible freckles that graced your skin, he loved how perfect you looked.
"My sweet Soldat, you can kiss me whenever you like~".
a/n; what would mornings waking up next to this doctor be like? especially when heâs in the mood for loving you on another level.
pairing; Julian Devorak x gender neutral! reader
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warnings; implied sexual content
word count; 528
Headcanon; Morning wake-upâs
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Early morning wake ups are this doctor's favourite thing lately. He loves waking up to the sight of you, even your sleeping form. Even if youâve told him to stop looking at you he wonât.
Lips slightly parted, arm bent upwards and hair/covering sprawled around you. Even when you were in the deep land of slumber, you were perfect to him.
After everything that had happened to him, he was fearful of loving. Worried you'd hate him as those thoughts pecked away inside his soul.
Especially his eye. The one thing he hated the most about himself. Yet, you showed him how much you loved him, eye and all.
The fact you encouraged him to take off his eye patch whenever the two of you were alone. You didnât want him to cover up anymore, despite his protests. You had captured his heart and you were here to stay. Until the end of your time.
His fingers glide gently across the soft skin of your cheek. Even looking like a mess as you called yourself, despite the amount of times he told you you werenât, you were still perfect.
His touches start to lower to your neck as you stirred, soft noises escaping your lips. The start of a perfect way to wake up such a perfect human in his eyes.
He likes to pepper soft kisses on your neck as you begin to stir. Your body leaning more into his touches as you open your eyes, adjusting to the change in lighting.
âMorning my little raven". Itâs his nickname for you and he loves how flustered you were when he first called you it.
He loves the way you hum out whenever you hear the nickname. Can sometimes take it a little too far but you get payback in the cruelest ways you can think of.
Soft touches and kisses lead to things getting a little bit too heated. Not that he minds when he's looking at your face. He loves how it contorts in pleasure to show how amazing he makes you feel.
The way your bare body feels against his is pure heaven. Your noises of pure ecstasy filling the room around you both, boosting his already big ego.
You love, despite his profession and those gloves he wears, how soft his hands are. How quick and long his fingers are when they reach spots you didnât even know existed until the doctor placed his hands upon you.
Limbs end up entangled in a mess as you both cuddle each other, your highs slowly fading as you come back to reality. Hearts settling into a matching rhythm as you talk about your hopes and dreams of the future. Anything to feel close to one another again.
Julian would go to the ends of the earth for his little magician. When the odds were against him, you never gave up. Despite the numerous attempts of trying to push you away, you stayed.
That's how he knew you were the one. The one that would always fight for him until the very end.
He never wants to let you go now he has you in his life.
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ᱏ àŁȘđ€ 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!
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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. youâd 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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andy i am on my knees for a sero or aizawa bondage fic or a katsuki or izuku breeding kink
THANK U LUV U BESTIE đ«¶đŒđâ€ïž
ANYTHING FOR YOU
(pls excuse the second breeding kink of the night high me is being hornayyyy)
katsuki + breeding - - im lowkey sweating and shrieking over this
18+
he doesnât even realize how much badly he wants to knock you up until he sees that kid on patrol.
honestly, he doesnât get it. some sniveling brat needed his help and held onto his hand - and now heâs cooking dinner and burning the fuckinâ meat because he canât stop replaying a single thought:
he could have a brat of his own.
with you.
so when you enter the kitchen in his sweatshirt and those cute little boy shorts that cup your ass just right, what little control he has left evaporates.
âkats-â you squeak against his neck as he hauls you up onto the counter and settles your ankles over his shoulders. he cuts you off with a kiss.
âyou look so cute like this baby.â pawing at the meat of your hips, he rubs his hands over your tummy and rucks up the sweatshirt to expose your tits. he rolls one nipple between his fingers and then sucks it in between his teeth. your hands tighten in his hair. âbut i wanna help ya fill out this sweater more.â
you blink, and then smile at him widely. âis that whatâs gotten into you?â
blushing fiercely, he shuts you up with another kiss. âyeah, thatâs whatâs gotten into me.â laying you back, he rests his weeping cockhead against your fluttering hole. âwanna fuck a kid into ya and make ya the prettiest mama in this fuckinâ town.â your pussy sucks him in like a vice. he falls forward and grunts against your neck, so deep in you he can see himself in your belly.
you can practically hear his smirk.
âya gonna let me?â