You Were Kind; I Was Cruel

FERAL SMILES KILL ME

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To all black girls who refuse to be subjected to prejudices and forced into a mold. I love you.

tags: fem! reader, tooth rotting fluff, cheesy proposal.

nanami knows he wants to marry you, but he’s always busy with work that he can never find the time to ask you properly to be his wife. it’s not until one night when you’re watching your little show on the tv in the living room and your boyfriend is sat on the couch, right by your feet with this big and confusing puzzle on the coffee table. you don’t pay much attention to it, very focused on finding out who is the killer in the episode of this season—until kento gently taps your leg.

“baby, have you seen a piece of my puzzle?”

you bring your arms out of the blanket you’re wrapped in to pause your episode and sit up on the couch.

“you lost a piece?”

“it must’ve fell—sorry my love, you must’ve been so focused on your show,” his rough hand gently rubs at your calf and you wave him off before removing your baby blue blanket.

“pshh, don’t be ridiculous baby,” you lean in and press a kiss to his cheek, enjoying the way his stubble tickles your lips. “lemme help you find it.”

you fail to notice that nanami is barely making any effort to locate the missing piece, too busy craning your neck to look under the couch and when you finally find the puzzle piece, you show it to your boyfriend excitedly.

“there it is! I found it—“ as you inspect the piece, you find the word “you” written on the back, and kento nanami holding a gorgeous ring between his thumb and index finger, hand shaky as he stares down at you so lovingly.

“wha–kento?“

“when we first met, something in my life just changed. I didn’t know what it was at the time, maybe I was too scared to admit it—that you make me feel safe, loved. that you give me a purpose, a reason to be alive and to keep going. I was too scared that you,” he grabs your left hand and kisses the back of it. “were what my heart, my life was missing all along. my love, will you give me the absolute honor of marrying me?”

and when you look at the sticky note sitting above the puzzle it says “my heart” and you were holding a piece of it. the missing piece.

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Emotional sex that has you both crying bc you’re both so overwhelmed with eachothers love

i love you, but you know that.

bakugou katsuki x reader

cw: minors dni, some slow loved up sloppy sweet sex, tears of love, missionary, afab reader, unprotected

between a drabble and a fic, maybe about 800 words?

you love bakugou katsuki. this wasn’t new news, this wasn’t even grand news in the scheme of everything else in the world nor was it surprising because you literally tell him everyday. 

so you don’t know what has come over you right now, maybe the intimacy of it all, his hot sweaty skin against yours, the tingle on your bruised lips from his kisses earlier or maybe it’s the way the words that come out his mouth are reserved for you. soft, as soft as katsuki can be, and all breathless as he mumbles into your neck, “s’good f’me baby, s’good.”

his thrusts are slow, has you arching your back despite his full weight on top of you. it’s loud and wet and you know you’re both making a mess but there’s something about cock from the man you love that drives everyone a little crazy. you suck him in completely, easily and he’s like a key, made for you and only you.

it’s only when he lifts his head from your neck at the sound of sniffles beside him, you’re trying to hide your face but it’s clearly not working. katsuki lifts himself up, palms by your head so there’s no way to escape. you can tell he’s close as his left arm shakes a little, but stabilises himself straight after. he stops his rhythmic thrusts, his lust filled half lidded eyes opening wide to look down at you.

now everyone and their mothers knew bakugou katsuki loves you. though most people would say he loves you like he loves his job, the one thing in his life he always knew he wanted and never stopped trying to achieve. but that wasn’t exactly true because bakugou katsuki never knew he wanted you, he never searched for love. you both were a coincidence and just as easily as you were given to him, you could be taken away. so no, bakugou katsuki doesn’t love you like he loves his job. he loves you a whole lot more than that, more than he’ll ever be able to comprehend.

so the sight of you so pretty under him, cheeks puffy, whites of your eyes tainted red and tears at your waterline, he’s freezing. even preparing to pull out completely.

“what’s wrong? am i hurtin’ you?” he slides a warm palm to your cheek, his tone coated in comfort and care. it made two single tears slide down your cheek and that was it, “holy fuck, ‘m so sorry—“ he panics but you hold his arm, locking one leg around his waist so he doesn’t pull out.

“no no, ‘ki,” and you smile up at him. katsuki feels his chest burn at the sight, “happy tears i promise. i… i just love you a lot.”

katsuki doesn’t believe you just yet, searching your body for any marks or scars though he rumbles a groan when you thrust up into him. “‘ki i promise!” you shakily laugh, wiping your eyes with the back of your palms.

your lover grunts, leaning down on his forearms to cage in your head, his face an inch away from yours.

“your love f’me makes you cry? y’love me that much?” he asks and you know your boyfriend. you know the cocky tone he tries to blanket his words with is thin. his ruby eyes that glisten like the stone show that he’s honestly asking; slightly needy with disbelief at the edges.

you hum a nod, agreeing effortlessly like you would with what breakfast you’d want in the morning. your arms wrap around his around his neck, “i do. love you so much i’d die for you.”

katsuki shakes his head in disagreement, glancing down at your joined muscles slapping against each other as he begins to start up his thrusts again. still slow and steady but the tiniest bit faster than before. then when he meets your eyes again, staring at him like he hung the stars in the sky, he sighs. then he bends his head to meet your lips with his.

katsuki usually always starts with a peck or two before he uses tongue. like he’s trying to find his bearings and how you’re feeling before he starts. but this time he goes straight in, knowing that he understands how you feel. because he does, about you. he completely envelopes your mouth, licking around like it’s his second home. you’re just as eager as him, sucking at his tongue as he moans in your mouth.

then he pulls away wildly, eyes blown out as the sloppy wet slaps between you both continue to echo in the room, “d-don’t say that baby. need y’to live f’me. i love you, you’re all i fuckin’ got.”

his babbling seems to be contagious, you brushing your lips against his for another kiss as you feel the pulsing build up of an orgasm building in your lower half. “b-but i would, gorgeous. i’d do anything,” you’re almost begging, sobs ripping from your throat, arms tightening around his neck like he’d escape from you any second, “i just really love you katsuki.”

your pussy walls clench around him, a sign you’re about to come and he’s right behind you. katsuki feels lightheaded, like he’s been doused in a drug with the way only you’re on the mind. the hormones pumping through his veins become overwhelming, his thrusts speeding up as a mewl stutters out your lips. he’s clenching his jaw, fighting away the tears beginning to spread across his waterline. when the fuck did he start crying during sex?

but it’s not just sex. with how you’re holding him close with not a sliver of air between your bodies. layered with sweat with tears streaming down your cheeks. he knows he’s about to break when a tear falls from his eye onto your cheek. “oh fuck baby. oh fuck. y’know i love you. i love you so fuckin’ much. so f—f—.” and before you both know it your orgasm hits you together harder than waves against rocks.

cute desperate whines bubble out of you, eyes clenching shut and your lips agape. the pleasure is immense, intense and somehow feels even stronger as you experience it together. your arms tighten around katsuki’s neck harder than you’ve ever done before and he’d be lying if the pressure on the throat doesn’t contribute to how thick his orgasm is. his body jolts three times, spraying your walls white with one long, “fuuuuck.” your legs are still twitching in the air by his hips, body spasming as katsuki lays his head beside you, his body fully on top of you.

then for a few moments you both just breathe. the stickiness of your bodies can’t be felt when you’re both so still and the warmth from him comes as a comfort.

“can’t believe you cried over me,” you say lightly, a tiny smile on your face as you look to your boyfriend. he had his eyes closed to gather himself, allowing you to take in his tear streaked cheeks and puffy under eyes.

though as soon as you finish your remark, his eyes open and eyebrows furrow. even a grumpy pout on his lips, “you cried over me first. didn’t even do anythin’ wrong.”

you’re both a sight, this massive man laying on top of you like there wasn’t triple the space beside you both. eyes red from tears and a croaky effect in both your voices.

you giggle, agreeing with him completely, “you make me a mess, gorgeous.”

katsuki presses a kiss to your cheek. it’s rough, pushing your head to the side slightly but you immediately turn back to look at him, “can say the same about you, princess.”

then after a few more beats of silence, katsuki feeling your thighs rub against each other, he gets the cue. “okay, okay, i’ll clean you up.” as if he was using all his strength in the word, he lifts himself off you slowly, flexing his biceps before climbing off you.

“cover! cover!” you scramble from the loss of his body heat and katsuki’s quick to throw a blanket over you.

then he just stands again next to the bed. a big beary yawn leaves his throat, brushing his hand through his messy hair then scratching his arm. he looks animalistic, especially as he’s still so naked in-front of you. though nudity has never been something you guys shied away from so you instead questioned why he was staring so deeply at you.

“aren’t you gonna clean me up? why’re you looking at me like that?”

post-orgasm katsuki was always the cutest, giving you a careless shrug, “jus’ love you. but y’know that.”

you smile, hands at the top of your blanket, “love you too.” and he nods like it was a business meeting concluding, walking over to his en-suite bathroom but not before sweetly squeezing your foot as he strolls past.

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