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#post nap sleepy legs
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do you think Legacy would be able to hide himself under blankets or such? Like imagine you come home one day & you can't find him
but you lift the covers over the big lump in the bed(which could pass as just pillows) & he's there
curled up like a big cat
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OH YES HE ABSOLUTELY WOULD
the first time it happens is actually a bit scary, since you think that your beloved Foul Legacy has gone missing, and you're on the verge of panicking when you notice the large mound of blankets on your bed, slowly moving up and down. and when you lift them up, a single crystalline eye blinks sleepily at you as Foul Legacy yawns and peeks his head out from under the covers, drowsily chirping and bumping against your hand. you breathe a HUGE sigh of relief and let him pull you down for snuggles- you'll have to remember not to sit on the blankets without checking first!
usually Foul Legacy will be napping under the blankets, but Liyue is no stranger to storms and thunder, and on those days when you return home the mound of covers will be shivering, and you can look under to see Childe petrified with fear. he calms a bit when you come into view, letting out a hiccupping cry as you crawl under the blankets and scoot next to him. almost immediately there are arms around your waist, hugging and squeezing you tightly as Childe clings, burying his face into the crook of your neck with a strained whine. it's warm under there, a bit too warm, but you're stroking Childe's soft, fluffy hair and hugging him as much as you can, murmuring gently and feeling him slowly relax in your arms, and you wouldn't trade it for anything in the world
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is it nap time? i think it's nap time. is it m.axi time? i think it's m.axi time.
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lucyisdoingfine · 4 months
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COD mens reactions to weird stuff you do in your sleep
Rodolfo, Alejandro, Soap, Gaz x fem!reader
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Warnings: A few kisses while ur asleep and swears
Rating: Cutie fluff (16+)
Summary: Just a few silly headcannons of how the cod boys react to you doing strange things in your sleep.
Notes: I'm sorry for being away but i'll be posting a few headcannons I have in my brain over the next week or two as i'm doing alot of work :3
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Rodolfo Parra
Randomly lifting your legs/arms in the air
This sounds so strange to anyone who doesn't do this but the girlies who get it, get it. Anyways, Poor Rudy is gonna freak the absolute fuck out the first time you do this.
All I can imagine is this poor man holding you so soundly, so tenderly as your head rests against his shoulder as he listens to your steady heartbeat. That blissful cusp of sleep is stolen away from him as he watches a random leg emerge from the darkness 😭
He absolutely just jolts back before realising it's your own leg, his eyes squinting as he looks down at his girlfriend whos absolutely unfazed what so ever by her limb thats just in the fucking air?!?!
It takes him atleast the first three times before refraining from giving himself a mini heartattack.
Alejandro Vargas
Snoring without warning
He will film you. Like theres no absolute doubt about it. You're having the best sleep you've ever possible had in your life, the deepest most tranquil slumber you've ever had while in your boyfriends arms and the moment you start snoring he will pull his phone out and film it with a smug smile on his face, practically stifling a laugh.
He wouldn't ever show anyone but he will show you the video of your peaceful self snoring the morning after and watch with a smug grin.
He's a fucking hypocrite though, the absolute volume this man exudes while snoring is abysmal. Like borderline ground shaking noise. Alejandro will deny this but you have Rudy, every single vaquero and anyone whos ever had the misfortune to be next to him while he naps to back you up.
John 'Soap' Mactavish
Talking in your sleep
The first time you ever spoke in your sleep it started off as just a little mutter that he simply payed no mind too, but when you fully turned around to face him and quite clearly said 'I don't wanna swim..' John simply laughed and asked what the fuck you were talking about. Long story short, he ended up having an entire weird conversation with your delirious dreamy self.
The next day as he asked why you were speaking about your sudden dislike to water?! You had no clue what he was talking about.
It took 20 minutes to figure out you were sleep talking and neither of you had early onset dementia.
Kyle 'Gaz' Garrick
Kissing his skin in your sleep
I searched this up and aperrently it's actually a thing, and thats the cutest thing ever. Anyways..
You lay seemingly still in Kyles arms, his body on the cusp of sleep before he felt a soft kiss upon his bare chest. He smiled softly at the sentiment before his thumb gently raised your chin to press a kiss to your lips.. then your cheek.. then your forehead. To Kyles surprise you didn't even smile, it made him confused to say the least before realising you were asleep?!
He didn't think too deep into your little sleepy kisses for the next week, he simply relished in your sweet sleepy kisses.
Yeah that peace lasted a single week before he started teasing the absolute shit out of you for not even being able to resist him in your unconscious.
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churipu · 3 months
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JJK MEN & THEIR SLEEPYHEAD GF !
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featuring. toji fushiguro, yuuta okkotsu, choso x fem! reader
warnings. absolutely nothing
note. anon, first of all, again, i'm so sorry i accidentally put your post up in the queue list when it was unfinished and the pen symbol wasn't there so i screenshotted this before deleting the og post. i hope this post comes to find you by itself :(( second of all, thank you for liking the first part, means a lot to me <33 last of all, hope you enjoy this one!
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TOJI FUSHIGURO. i feel like he's the kind of person who doesn't mind having a sleepyhead gf, in fact he'll gladly sleep with her no matter what time or place. he'll just look and then you're asleep, all of a sudden he's asleep too.
people find it odd how you and him are able to just doze off anywhere, especially toji being a pretty "busy" man. would ditch his work sometimes just to have a nap with you, and i feel like he's the type of guy who would use you like a bolster when you both sleep. so you just lie there, arms by your side — while he on the other hand, is all up on you, holding you close to him.
sometimes toji would chuckle upon seeing you asleep at the most random time and places, in a diner, in a fast food restaurant, in the park standing up (and you woke up because apparently a kid bumped into your leg), just anywhere. he finds your sleepy habit quite interesting really.
"toji... 'm tired."
"when're you not, hm?"
he absolutely loves it when you just clung onto him like a koala for a nap, makes him feel proud (oh and i feel like he's the type of person who would take pictures if you sleep with your mouth open with a string of drool coming out of your mouth, he says that it's adorable. you don't think so though).
YUUTA OKKOTSU. yuuta is just so adorable. i feel like he gushes out a lot when you fall asleep on him, like he will silently fawn over you but at the same time he doesn't know what to do. should he let you be? wake you up so you could sleep in a more comfortable place? or carry you to the said comfortable place?
he just ends up waking you up because of how fidgety he is, "yuuta?"
"i'm so sorry, did i wake you up? sorry.."
honestly, you don't even care about the whole wake up thing. you just wanted to sleep so you always end up latching onto his side like a baby, "five more minutes."
it's never five minutes, longest is twelve hours. although yuuta doesn't mind — he even joins you for a bit, and if he has to go, he will make sure you're tucked in well and comfortable with a pillow fort he built just for you incase something (the monsters comes for you) happens.
CHOSO. i feel like he gets confused at first to why you're always falling asleep near him, he even asked this "Google" to that — and Google did not in fact help, but instead drove him into a state of panic because it told choso that you were dying. so when you fall asleep the next time, choso wakes you up almost immediately.
"don't die on me."
you didn't know what he was talking about and assumed that he was just messing around so you closed your eyes, and he had a full blown breakdown because he thought you were actually dying.
but when you told him it's because you feel safe to sleep near him, he's never been so much happier. and whenever you fall asleep, he always has a blanket ready for you both. so here's how it goes, you fall asleep and lean your head on his shoulder, he drapes the blanket over the both of you, he leans his head onto your head and falls asleep.
you both always end up in such an uncomfortable position after (either with your hand or foot in his face, or vice versa), but you guys never cared, at least the sleep was good.
"cho, get your foot out of my face before i bite them off clean."
"'m sorry, it just happens."
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chai-berries · 7 months
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thinking..thinking about napping with abby..
OOOOOOF one of my favorite topics <333
now i don’t know if abby is a nap girlie but she’s gonna have to learn to be!! whether she’s coming home to you, already asleep, warm and waiting for her to cuddle up against you, under your (very specific) napping blankets. all the tension leaves her shoulders when you unconsciously tuck yourself into her :(
or maybe she’s the one taking a midday nap on the couch. she sleeps like the dead, her arms crossed and tucked into her armpits even in sleep. the hood of her sweatshirt is synched up to block out the light from her eyes. when you get home, the door wakes her up, a sleepy “baby?” calls to you from the hallway. and there she is looking ooey gooey and sooo fucking cute you could EAT! HER! UP! but you would never do that so you just lay on top of her for twenty minutes getting a mini post-work nap in before dinner. don’t forget to kiss her all over her face!!!!
abby’s favorite is when you guys are watching tv or reading in the living room, limbs tossed over each other. you’re both straining against that sleepy phase that hits at 3pm but it’s just soooo cozy!!! you have a good book in your hands, one of abby’s hands is softly massaging your calf muscles. the other hand is holding her book open (which is one of the hottest things you’ve ever seen). and you’re so warm, like you can’t help it!!! you fall asleep. it takes abby two minutes to realize you’re asleep, when your book drops to your chest. she gathers both the books and puts them on the coffee table. rearranging a little to put her feet up and sink into the couch more. she keeps massaging your legs until sleep takes her.
…, sooo idk if you can tell but sleep is my love language. thank you for listening 🫶
more abby napping content below!
sharing a bed
midday nap
morning kisses
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jilixthinker · 4 months
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pillow puppy
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=͟͟͞♡ seungmin × fem!reader
=͟͟͞♡ domestic and kinky christmas
word count: 3.1 K
content warning: smut, explicit sexual content, established relationship, sub!seungmin, dom!fem reader, puppy kink, pet play, puppy play, pet names, dumbification, nipple play, unprotected sex (piv), they are in love your honour
a/c: i confessed to my irl friends that i feel things for soft puppy seungmin with braces and i've been told i am insane, so i'm posting this here because i know someone will understand my madness my reasons. enjoy ♡
=͟͟͞♡ please, consider reblogging if you like my works!
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"Noona, I am so tired".
Seungmin is splayed on the sofa, his head pressed on his favorite puppy pillow, the one that you gave him last Christmas with soft velvet ears on it. The same pillow he pretended to be upset about because "I am not your dog under any circumstance noona", but that quickly became his support item, bringing it with him any time he had to sleep away from home. His long legs, wrapped in his comfiest sweats, are crossed under you, a fluffy duvet covering them and offering you a soft support for your head.
"Minnie, we did literally nothing all afternoon" you sigh, twisting you head a bit to catch a glimpse of him. His fingers are slowly working on your scalp, braiding lazily your hair and combing it behind your ears. He is been doing that for a few minutes now and you are starting to feel a little bit sleepy.
"I know, but we've been working like crazy lately. Just two days off are not enough to restore our energy".
Seungmin is right. You both work in the complaint deparment of a big toy store and, being now Christmas just around the corner, you have been literally living inside your own offices. Even if you technically work in the same building, you have separated work places and this results in you seeing each other just at home, late at night.
This is your first day off after two long weeks, and you decided to spend it together in the way you most enjoy, staying home and watching your favorite tv show while napping on your big couch. You baked cookies after lunch, and the smell of raisins and cinnamon is still lingering in the air. You are currently on your sixth episode of your show, two mugs of hot chocolate sitting on the tv table in front of you, still too hot for you to drink them.
"I know baby. It's been really stressful. I've been missing you a lot".
Seungmin shifts a little on the couch to sit properly, gently making you lean with your back against his chest. His arms link around your tummy in a soft hug while he rests his head on top of yours, quiet puffs of air moving your hair.
"We have two days for ourselves now. I missed you like crazy too. I hate doing stuff by myself, you know. And also eating at my desk alone. I just want to share my food with you all the time".
You coo sweetly, making him scrunch his nose.
"Minnie you know I hate that seaweed stew you make from the bottom of my heart", you tease him, snuggling more on his chest and letting your head fall against his shoulder.
"Okay, is this the reward for my love? You know I cringe so bad when I say sweet stuff like this and you still make fun of me. You are mean, noona".
He laughs and dips the tip of his nose in your hair, breathing the perfume of your shampoo mixed with the cookies scent.
It's always been like this with the two of you. you've been together for years now, but the scenario never changed. Seungmin pretends to hate romance and sweet talk, but he is always the first one initiating it, exactly like he also pretends to hate when you make fun of him, but he ends up squirming and laughing and kissing you softly as a response to your teasing.
"Oh no, my poor precious baby, don't pout. You know I love my puppy's homecooked meals".
You giggle, amused by the direction your talk is taking and you scooch with your hips until you are lying completely on your boyfriend's chest, warmth spreading heavenly on your body.
Seungmin stays quiet and squeezes you in his arms a little bit more, brushing your cheek with his forehead, without answering to your joke.
"Min?" you ask, moving yourself slightly to turn your head and look at him.
When he raises his gaze to look at you, you find him blushing furiously, cheeks as red as mature apples and shy eyes, and the realization hits you. Oh, okay, this is what we are playing.
To be completely honest, this is not the first time you joke around calling Seungmin your puppy just to see him all squirmy and flustered, far from it. But it usually ends with him blabbering nothings in a frown and you peppering kisses on his face until he smiles wide, all teeth and braces. But it's been a couple of stressful weeks, as you said. And since you had no time to spend with each other except for the hours you were sleeping together at night, you didn't consider that your boyfriend, even as serious and uptight as he might seem, could be a little pent up.
Usually the dynamics between the two of you are solidly established, and Seungmin has never been embarassed to show you his submissive side, even at the beginning of your relationship. Overtime, both of you simply fell in the roles you were more comfortable with, and you really love his sweet tendency of being pliant and malleable under you. But, even if you experimented a lot in bed, talking openly about your own preferences and possible kinks that you might have, you have never addressed pet play per se, having never crossed your mind Seungmin would ever consider it.
And now, ta-dah, just a couple of dry weeks for the two of you and, out of the blue, what you did a billion times before without any problem, suddenly becomes concrete. Seungmin is currently still red and flushed and he is pressing your body against his, helped by the position you are on and the fact that you are squished firmly agains the sofa with your warm duvet covering you.
"Minnie, baby" you starts hesitantly, twisting you head a little more and readjusting yourself to face him completely, "are you okay? Did I bother you?" you ask him slowly.
If you have to do this you have to be completely, one hundred percent sure, that you are seeing things right and he is fully on board with this. But Seungmin is gripping at your hips like his life depends on it and his breathe is now beginning to be slightly herratic while he looks at you with the glassiest eyes.
"Noona..." he hiccups, frowning a bit and hiding his face on the crook of your neck. His hands are steady and firm on the fabric of your hoodie and he pulls it a little, hugging you completely.
"Baby boy", you whisper, disentagling your arms from his tight embrace to bring them on his shoulders, slowly starting to massage the upper part of his back. "Minnie" you kiss his temple and run the fingers on the feverish skin above the hem of his shirt. "Puppy", you try again, lowering your head and nibbling the lobe of his ear, sucking it into your mouth.
He moans loudly, falling completely on your body and starting to tremble against your chest. You hum pleasantly, tracing the shell of his ear with your tongue before pulling with your fingers a few locks of his hair, distancing his face from yours. Seungmin is completely wrecked already, tears forming at the corner of his eyes and lips parted, the metal of his braces tickling the soft skin of his mouth. He is truly a vision like this, all flushed and just yours, ready to take everything that you are gonna give him and to be pleasured the way he knows you will do.
You look at him fondly, slowly caressing his face with your thumbs and dragging them to his cupid bow, pinching it and then smearing the little bit of saliva collected there.
"My angel... I've been neglecting you for so long, isn't it true? What a bad owner I am, having such a nice puppy at home and leaving him alone for the longest time".
Seungmin keens at the words, closing his eyes and pushing his hips against yours, fully sitting on your lap now.
"But now I have you all for me, mh? Now I have all the time of the world to play with my sweet puppy. I am gonna give him all the things that he wants, I will make up for the time I lost".
You take your boyfriend's chin on the palm of your hand and you close the distance between the two of you, your lips brushing lightly on his. You can hear Seungmin panting, struggling to breathe properly and you could swear you can feel the beats of his heart loudly pumping blood inside his chest.
"And now? Are you gonna greet me for coming back home to play with you, mh?"
Seungmin, completely uncapable of talking, nods quickly, swallowing the pool of saliva on his mouth and he waits for your soothing voice to tell him what to do now.
"Good puppy, my good boy. I was sure. You will listen me very well, right? You will do everything I ask you".
Seungmin moans deeply. You can feel his cock throbbing under the fabric of his sweats, painfully constricted and pressed against your clothed cunt. Your tone is sickenly sweet and it makes his head light, his body feeling sticky and warm with arousal. He finds the power to nod one more time, thrusting his hips just a little, as if he was trying to contain himself.
"That's what I was thinking. I will do all the work for you, okay? You just have to obey. Don't even have to think anymore. Just empty that cute puppy head of yours and listen to me".
Seungmin doesn't even have to agree to this, his brain so floaty already that he feels almost like passing out from the embarassment and the hot feeling spreading all over his aching body. He mewls cutely when you take his face between your hands and he looks at you as if you were the only thing anchoring him to the real world.
"Open your mouth for me, puppy".
As soon as he hears you speaking, his body immediately reacts at your commands. He parts his swollen lips and his tongue automatically lolls out. You smile, humming your approval, and you bring your thumb inside his mouth, caressing his muscle until he is cutely gagging around your digit.
"Oh no, puppy, your tongue is so wet... you are drooling all over yourself. What can we do?"
Seungmin hiccups and trembles above you, losing all the control over his lower limbs. He feels like exploding and, without even wanting, he messily grinds his hips, humping once your leg. You are quick to tsk and shake your head, gripping his hips and keeping them still, pushing your covered core up against his hardened cock instead. He is so hard that you can distinctly feel his engorged head even under the layer of his pants, all puffy and swollen and wet, a small patch decorating the front.
"Oh-please... ah-p-please".
You keep maneuvering him like a doll, until you are satisfied with the position, with him straddling one of your leg, the tip of his spongy cock all pressed against your warm cunt. Then you look at him with fake disappointment.
"My sweet angel... I thought puppies didn't speak, or do they? I think I'll have to keep your pretty mouth occupied with something else then".
You make yourself enough space to take off your hoodie and shirt together, throwing them somewhere on the floor near the couch. Seungmin's eyes lay on your breasts, covered by a filmsy old bra that you usually wear just at home, making your nipples perk out of the fabric.
"You wanna suck on them, right Minnie? Puppy's gonna keep drooling if he doesn't put his mouth at use".
You unclip your bra with one hand, and one of your tits pops out, escaping from the constraint of the cotton. Seungmin whines patetically and he circles his hips on your thigh, precum leaking out from his pants and staining your sweats as well.
When you pull off completely the indument, your hand finds Seungmin's hair, pulling him towards your breasts and letting him face them, but still keeping him from touching them.
With a long sigh you let his hair go and Seungmin looks up to you, begging you with his watery eyes to let him do something.
"Go ahead, pup, lick", you concede eventually.
Seungmin wastes no time and he frantically attaches his mouth at one of your hardened nubs, cupping the breast with both of his hands and suffocating himself on it. He starts to quickly suck on your nipple as he was trying to drink from it, moaning and drooling while the room is filled with squelching and wet sounds from all the spit he is producing.
"Mh... my sweet boy, my good boy. Sucking on me like the pup he is. Go on, baby, make a mess, I want you to soak me with your spit. Making me so wet you cannot even tell the difference between my tits and my pussy".
Seungmin cries on your breast, the sound muffled by your skin, and he keep sucking your nipple messily, hands firm and hard on your tit, massaging it and stopping just to take fat licks on the skin below, drool all over your stomach and tummy, wetting the elastic of your pants.
You feel your pussy pulsating and throbbing on your panties, slick gushing rentlessly out of it and probably covering the fabric of the sofa as well. Seungmin's cock is rock hard over you, the fat tip already pocking out of his underwear band because of his movements.
You bring your hand to the hem of his pants and you lower them even more, Seungmin's cock finally springing free from the cotton. As soon as he feels the air hitting his aching muscle, Seungmin keens and bite softly at your nipple.
"Puppy, ah- you are making a mess for real... look at you, you don't even know how to move. Too dumb and sweet to do anything".
Your words make him squirm on your chest and he starts to wetly hump your abdomen, thick cock sliding on the skin of your tummy, completely drenched from all his saliva.
"Pup, you have to stop or you're gonna cum on my chest... I can feel you dripping already".
You take your hand to his cock and you fist him steadily, slick gushing out of his slit so much that it looks like he cummed already, covering your fingers with precum and making the most obscene sound.
Seungmin's legs shake violently and he lets out the more devastated sound you ever heard coming out of his mouth, tears finally spilling from his eyes and mouth hanging open.
"AH- ah mh pleas-ah please oh god oh GOD please please p-please ah mh".
At this point every second spent in torturing him is torturing you as well, so you start to jerk him off quickly, his tip bumping on your belly button at every stroke and his whines becoming sobs when you use your other hand to cup his balls and massage them.
"Pup, you have so much cum to give me, I feel it, you are so tight. I want you to pump me full until I am dripping. Can you do it? I am so wet, puppy, you can just slide in".
You stop touching him to get rid of the rest of your clothes and Seungmin almost screams at the lack of pressure on him.
"Don't cry baby, I want you too. I want you so much, look".
You schimmy your panties and you let them fall on the floor, opening your legs in front of him and bringing two of your fingers to your entrance, spreading your lips to make him see the quantity of slick gushing out of your hole, thighs trembling a bit for the position.
"See, pup? See how wet you made me? Wanna feel how wet I am inside too? Come here, puppy. Take your fat dumb cock and fuck me open. My puppy didn't fuck me for the longest time and now I am so tight, so wet for him. Two pumps and I will be full".
Seungmin moans loudly at your words and, sniffling from pleasure, he takes his cock on his hand and brushes the head against your folds, juices covering his shaft immediately while he pushes it inside. Your pussy ingulfs the tip and he falls on you, shaking and crying.
You moan at the pleasant stretch, bringing your hands to the small of his back and pushing him against you, letting his throbbing cock all inside of you in just one thrust.
"AH, I am - mh - I-I'm not - ah - Minnie's not - ah".
Seungmin sighs on your neck, hips beginning to pound without a rythm, and you know what he is trying to say.
"I'm not gonna last either pup, you made me so close, I am going to cum already".
You grip his hips and try to keep them steady to regulate his pushes, but he is so lost in pleasure that he continues to slam himelf into you messily, pounding hard and burying himself into your tight heath.
It takes just one more minute for him to start to lose it completely. Your pussy and thighs completely wet by now and his cock bumping on your cervix at every thrust.
When he pulls out almost completely and his soggy tip squelches your clit, you come with a loud moan, your cunt all drooly and pink and leaking all of your release, squeezing his cock just right. Seungmin keeps your legs wide open and he slams into you two more times before pulling out and cumming all over your pussy with a whiny sob, painting you white with his cum and soaking you even more.
He collapses on you without even breathing, your warm and sticky bodies glued together in a tight embrace. You spend a few minutes hugged like this, not worrying about how gross you are right now, but just catching breath and kissing lazily on your lips.
"I love you" you whisper softly, pushing his sweaty hair away from his forehead.
"I love you too noona. So much" he murmurs "but..."
"But what?" you look at him, frowning.
"... but that puppy pillow is now ruined forever for me" he sighs in shame.
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javarium · 4 months
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sweet dedication | g. satoru
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a year after his fight with sukuna, satoru finally gets to enjoy his birthday in peace, with no one but his beloved wife.
w — fluff, post-canon, lots of food :3, i incorporated a doggo sue me, vv short but hopefully sweet 🥰
Happy Birthday, My Beloved Satoru ❤️❤️
[ line divider credit to @/saradika ]
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The last thing Satoru expected to smell coming through the front door of his home was a mixture of cinnamon and cherries. He shrugged off the jacket from his shoulders and curiously stepped further into his home. Upon seeing the kitchen table and every counter, his eyes went wide and mouth fell open.
On the kitchen table was at least four boxes of pizza, chicken wings, fried chicken, and brisket. Towards the end of the table farther fell the front door were sides, like green bean casserole and corn. His mouth began to water, his inner food junkie rearing it’s hungry head.
Across the counters and clearly in the oven were desserts, desserts, and more desserts — apple and cherry pie, cheesecake, fruit kebabs, crepes, mochi, brownies, kikufuku from Sendai. Gosh, what was the occasion?
And then the man sees above the hallway entrance that leads to the other rooms: HAPPY BIRTHDAY!
Satoru gapes.
Was it really December 7th?
He checks his phone and his brows raise in surprise. How in the world did he forget?
But you didn’t. You would’ve been the only one available to have made such a feast for him (even if it was mostly sweets), since everyone else was out on missions, still trying to tidy up Japan after the Culling Games’ toll.
He feels his heart swell with love and happiness, happy that you’ve remembered a date that he’s thrown to the side for so many years. He’s happy that you’ve done so much here for him, a genuine showcase of how much you really loved him and knew him by cooking all of his favorites. This must’ve taken you hours and hours to do; this being a clear proclamation of how much you’ve dedicated yourself to him and to knowing him.
“Babe?” he calls out to open air. No response. He’s smart by checking the kitchen first; you’d never leave cooking food unattended.
Satoru’s mouth quirks up into a sweet smile at the sight of passed out, sitting on the kitchen floor with your inseparable corgi Maple snoozing away right next to you. Although he squints at the sight of your neck lolled to the side in the corner of the cabinets. That didn’t look comfortable at all.
He’s not sure if he should take you to bed or wake you up right now. After a moment, he decides the former. But as soon as you’re scooped up and secured against his broad chest, your eyes flutter open. Maple wakes up too, barking and wiggling her butt, happy to see her dad.
“Oh, my god. Satoru!”
He winks. “The one and only baby.”
Your brain has always been fast about remembering all of the events prior to any sort of sleep or nap you’ve had. This time was no different, and he chuckles when you begin to groan and complain about your surprise being ruined.
“God, I can’t believe I fell asleep! How does one even sleep on the kitchen floor. My ass hurts, Jesus,” you complain. You burrow your head into the crook of his neck in embarrassment as he carries you to the couch and sits down with you on his lap. Maple bounds up behind him and miraculously uses her little legs to hop up on the couch. Satoru chuckles and takes a moment to briefly give her belly rubs.
“Thank you for trying to make this day special for me,” your ‘Toru says. It’s sweet, the tone of his voice, filled with love and adoration. “Don’t feel bad. That looks like a lot of cooking you did, so it’s only natural you’d fall asleep at some point. So don’t beat yourself up over it, okay?”
You grumble but nod anyway. It was true. You’d been awake ever since he’d left earlier this morning, putting the pedal to the floor on your attempt to swamp the love of your life with all of his favorite foods made by hand.
“I love you, Satoru,” you mumble, still tired and sleepy from overextending yourself.
“I love you, too, baby.” His lips press a long kiss to the side of your temple. He pulls away to gaze down into your eyes, chuckles escaping him again at seeing the sleepy haze in them. “Thank you for trying to make my special day special.”
“But I still didn’t get to surprise you,” you complain.
“I wasn’t expecting it when I came home, especially now with everything going on. I think that’s a big enough surprise for me,” he argues. “So come on, cheer up! We have some delicious delicious food to eat made by my sweet, adorable, wonderful wifey-poo! Except the pizza of course!”
You deadpan. “Call me that again and I’ll smash the strawberry shortcake I made as your birthday cake in that expensive jacket you bought last week.”
Satoru gasps dramatically in horror.
“You wouldn’t!”
“Try me.”
“Not if I eat it first!”
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taglist:
@vagabond-umlaut @heresan @4sat0ruu and @/all my satoru lovers also i shouldn’t have taken that nap otherwise this taglist would be longer lmaoo
let’s raise a glass to this man who deserves the entire fucking world
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munson-blurbs · 7 months
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Hi buggy!! I had an idea and I feel like you are the perfect person to give it to (as you know I have way too many WIPS)
Okay so -Drama Club!Reader taking a nap on the couch in the room they use for Hellfire- She’s got headphones on so she doesn’t hear them come in- Halfway through the game Eddie realizes ? There’s someone in the room? And then he drives her home? Run with it honestly! Also ILY!!
You know I love any excuse to write fluff 🥰 for you, my dear.
Warnings: none really, just tooth-rotting fluff and the Hellfire boys teasing Eddie
WC: 1.5k
Sleepiness hits you like a truck. No matter how many plays you do, no matter if you have a leading role or you’re part of the chorus, post-show exhaustion is real. There’s no break between the infamous “Hell Week” and opening night, and you are feeling it.
Your knees buckle like your legs are going to give out. Despite the upbeat tempo of Joan Jett’s I Love Rock ‘n Roll blasting through your headphones, which typically puts some pep in your step, you’re about to fall over.
As you pass by the drama room, it dawns on you: there’s a couch that’s perfect (or at least feasible) for a quick little nap.
Luckily for you, it’s completely empty, and sleep quickly overtakes you. No lines to memorize, no scrambling to stage left when Mr. Underwood calls for the Mad Hatter. Just pure, uninterrupted–
“Oh, come on!”
Well. 
You’re jolted awake by the sound of a group of guys shouting at each other. As your vision focuses, you can see that they’re all wearing matching shirts, proudly proclaiming themselves to be the Hellfire Club. You don’t know how long you’ve been asleep, but your cassette is no longer playing music, so it has to have been a little while.
The voice that had woken you from your nap belongs to Nancy Wheeler’s younger brother, Mike, who is currently raking his hands through his shaggy hair in frustration. 
“Okay, okay, just focus.” Will Byers, ever the voice of reason. He was one of the set designers for Alice in Wonderland, and his kind disposition effectively made him the adopted little brother of most of the upperclassmen. He picks up a die, takes a deep breath, and rolls, letting out a disappointed groan as it clatters to the table. “Shit!”
“That’s…a…miss!” Your attention is immediately drawn to the man sitting in a throne-esque chair at the head of the table, cackling at Will’s misfortune. You nearly fall off of the couch when you see that it’s Eddie Munson, the guy you’ve had a crush on since you’d started high school four years ago.
“Careful, Eddie,” one of the younger members–Gareth, if you’re remembering correctly–goads the Dungeon Master,  “you’d better be nice to him, or he won’t introduce you to your lady love.”
The rest of them oooh and make kissy noises, laughing amongst themselves.
Eddie slams a fist on the table, silencing them immediately. “Shut up!” he roars, scrunching up his nose in anger. His sudden outburst startles you; luckily, everyone is too engrossed in the game–and teasing Eddie–to notice the way you twitch on the couch.
The game continues for a few more minutes, punctuated by cheers and irritated grunts, before Will speaks up. “She’s really nice, Eddie,” he starts, “I could see if she’d wanna talk to you—”
“Enough!” Eddie hisses through gritted teeth. “I swear, I’ll end this campaign right now.”
“Hold on,” another freshman, this one with curly hair, chimes in. He raises his forefinger as he contemplates the situation. “You’re telling me that you went to see Alice in Wonderland–twice, I may add–stared at her the whole time, and you don’t even wanna know if she’s interested?”
That gets your attention—what drama club actress does he have his eye on? Probably Chrissy Cunningham, the blonde beauty who’d snagged the leading role. Cheerleading, acting, all-around nice person; who wouldn’t have a crush on her?
Eddie shakes his head, frizzy curls brushing the shoulders of his denim jacket. “You idiots are driving me crazy.”
Jeff, who happens to be in your English class, throws him a knowing smirk. “Don’t you mean, driving you mad?”
His pun earns him a round of high-fives from his friends, but Eddie is less than enthused. 
“That’s it; we’re done here.” Eddie smacks his palms to the table, rolling his eyes when the guys groan. “I’ll clean up, just—get out of here. Go!” He yells the last word when no one moves, and they all scramble for their backpacks and out the door. 
Once they leave, he starts tossing game pieces back in the box haphazardly, mumbling to himself. 
“Fuckin’ kids, think they know everything just because they have girlfriends—Jesus Christ!”
Your eyes flit over to see him staring at you, hand pressed to his chest as he catches his breath. 
“Wh-What the fuck are you doing here?” he stammers, trying to catch his breath. “When did you even get here?”
“I, um, needed a nap,” you admit, “and I knew there was a couch here, but I dozed off for too long…I didn’t mean to crash your game,” you finish lamely.
“Oh,” Eddie grins, relieved that you’ve been asleep and blissfully ignorant of the ribbing he’d received during Hellfire, “yeah, I mean, no worries. ‘S, uh, comfy.”
You wrinkle your nose. “Not really. I was just tired.”
“Yeah, makes sense,” Eddie sputters with a forced laugh, shoving his hands in his pockets. “Just finished the play and everything. ‘S a lot of work.”
“Yup.” There’s an awkward pause before you speak again. “Well, I should probably head home before my mom reports me missing or something.”
“I can drive you!” Eddie blurts out, cringing inwardly at the abundance of enthusiasm in his tone. “I mean, ‘s cool with me if you wanna…bum a ride.”
You tilt your head with a small smile. “Are you sure? I don’t want you to go out of your way…” You know that he lives in Forest Hills Trailer Park across town, and you don’t want him wasting time and fuel when you could easily walk.
“No, yeah, I don’t mind.” He rocks back and forth on his heels nervously. “I, uh, actually wanted to ask you about the play.”
You nod, grabbing your backpack from the side of the couch. Before you can sling it over your shoulder, his hand shoots out to catch the strap at the top. 
“I can carry it.”
“Eddie Munson…chivalrous gentleman?” you tease, unaware of the shiver coursing through him when you say his full name. “Full of surprises today.”
You follow him to his van, smiling politely when he opens your door for you with a small bow. He jogs around to his side and climbs into the driver’s seat.
“Where to?”
You give him your address and offer a general direction. “So, what did you wanna ask me?”
“Hm?”
You raise your eyebrows. “You said you wanted to drive me home so you could ask me about the play.”
“Oh, yeah! Right.” Eddie fumbles for his words. “Is it hard remembering all your lines?”
You shrug. “Not too bad. Kinda like studying for a test, y’know?”
“Uh, sure.” He puts his hand on the back of your seat and turns his head, tongue poking out from between his lips as he concentrates on backing out.
Another pregnant pause fills the air, and you rub your palms along your jean-clad thighs. “What else did you wanna know?”
He wracks his brain for more questions, but comes up short. “That was pretty much it, I guess.”
“Eddie!” you scoff playfully. “I wouldn’t have had you drive me if you only had one question!” Without thinking, your hand swats at his chest.
“Ow! Damn!” he laughs, using one hand to tend to his ‘wound’ while keeping the other on the wheel. “I’m gonna have to tell Byers that you’re actually really mean.”
“Me?”
“Mhm,” he confirms. “Violent, too. ‘S probably gonna leave a mark.”
“Poor baby.” You jut out your lower lip in an exaggerated pout. “Need someone to nurse you back to health?” You take a beat before proposing, “Maybe…Chrissy Cunningham?”
Eddie coughs out a laugh. “Chrissy Cunningham? Yeah, no.”
“Really?” You furrow your brow in confusion. “Then who were the guys talking about?” The question comes out before you can stop it, and you feel your face heat up with embarrassment. “Sorry, I–”
“‘S fine,” he mutters, drumming his fingers on the wheel. His ears tinge pink and he gnaws on his cheek, but doesn’t say another word.
Something dawns on you; a comment he’d made earlier in the drive. “I’m gonna have to tell Byers that you’re actually really mean.” And back at Hellfire, Will had said that Eddie’s drama club crush was “really nice.” And then there was Jeff’s comment about them driving him mad…
Oh.
“Do you wanna get some pizza or something?” you ask, the words spilling from your lips. You peer at him hopefully, trying not to sound overzealous. “Y’know, just so I can make sure your injury isn’t fatal.”
He nods. “Yeah, sounds awesome. I like pizza.” His gaze flits over to your hand; he reaches over and timidly gives it a small squeeze. “Like you, too.”
Your body fills with warmth, and you settle back into your seat and smile. Yeah, that nap was definitely a great idea.
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teacheesee · 8 months
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monster trio + sleep talking! s/o
zoro luffy sanji w a sleep talking s/o
warnings: fluff ⭐️
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zoro
You and Zoro slept closely, his arms holding you tightly against his chest. With the proximity, it was no wonder that the whispers that escaped your lips resonated quickly in his ears. You must be dreaming, parts of it slipping from your mouth as you began to toss and turn with the story.
“No, what I said was… no I have to get to uh…” Your voice slowly rose with the excitement, and with your voice a deep breath filled the air as Zoro began to wake up from your antics.
“Well, if that’s the case, it’s probably bugs…” you mumbled, and Zoro couldn’t help but let out a tired laugh as he turned to watch you.
Your brows furrowed with the conflict in your mind, a frown gracing your features. Zoro thought you were staring to look a little upset, so rolled over to drape a heavy arm across you. At the touch, you stirred, and tried to sit up, still half-asleep and partly invested in your dream. Zoro’s arm stopped you, and he brought you closer to calm you down.
“It has to be through the, uh, the door,” you mumbled, out of breath and heart racing.
Zoro let out a deep hum, “it’s okay, beautiful, sleep now.” You turned to face him and smiled, letting your eyes shut and wrapping your arms around his one.
“Mkay.”
luffy
Luffy’s legs hung off the hammock to make space for you to lay between them, the both of you passed out for a post-lunch nap. Your head on his chest, you began to murmur and groan from the contents of your dream. The vibrations from your chest made Luffy begin to stir, but he was too heavy of a sleeper to be woken up from that alone.
Your face scrunched in concentration against him, “wait, don’t do…” you trailed off, beginning to get more and more restless. “Don’t eat that I said,” your voice rising with urgency.
“No, Luffy, what’s that in your mouth? Spit it out, that’s not meat,” you jolted forwards with Luffy as he woke up from your words.
Still half-asleep, Luffy grabbed your shoulders, “Meat? Where?” You blinked slowly at him, not knowing what he was talking about.
“Huh?” you rubbed your eyes. “You said meat, I’m hungry,” and with that he dropped back and fell dead asleep, leaving you very confused and a little pissed that your nap got interrupted, but once you settled back down on him and his arms found their way around you, it was hard to hold a grudge.
sanji
At the first hint of worry in your tired voice, Sanji was awake and scanning your face for any signs of distress, but the tone of your dream had evidently shifted, plastering a soft smile across your face. Sanji listened as you unknowingly regaled him with the inconsistent details of your dream.
“Thanks, I’ve been wanting to tell you that…” your words drifted away as he stroked loose hairs away from your face, making your nose scrunch.
“So beautiful,” he whispered to you, wondering if somehow he was starring in this silly dream of yours.
“Mm… no Sanji I love you so much I…” The rest of the sentence was lost to him, at the instant his name was mumbled, he turned away covering his face, barely containing his pure delight at your sweet words. When he regained control, he turned back to you, bringing his hand up to cup your face, your hands wrapping around his arm in contentment. He breathed in a deep breath and allowed himself to tear his gaze away from you in favor of catching another hour or two of sleep before he had to go start breakfast.
A/N we got any sleepy heads in the crowd?? any real silly sleepy heads who can’t think for a good 10 mins after waking up?? 🙋‍♀️🙋🙋‍♂️ <— my honest reaction
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theebussyqueensblog · 7 months
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ᴺᴼᵂ ᴾᴸᴬᵞᴵᴺᴳ : ride em, cowboy!
↳˗ˏˋkatsuki x readerˊˎ˗ ↴
˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ content: hybrid/holstaur au, milf reader, farm au, plus size reader
˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ warnings: loss of virginity, ruts, creampie, referenced accidental pregnancy, outdoor sex, kissing, blowjobs, experienced y/n, breeding benches, lemme know if i missed any
˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ notes: i said i’ve stopped writing mha fics, but that doesn’t mean i can’t repost a few of my faves :). y/n has hair over her face like those cute, fluffy highland cows and a heavy southern accent cause it’s my fave accent ever and it fits.
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you inhale the soft scent of grass, stretching your arms over your head and yawning. lifting your coils away from your face for a better look, you smile softly at the little figure running towards you, his little bell jingling around his neck.
“mama!” arata giggles and jumps on you for hugs.
“hi, baby,” you giggle quietly, sleep still in your lash line. “did ya have lunch?”
“mhm, ‘zuku gave me a salt.” he shows you the little white disk he’s half licked. “yum.”
“that’s nice, baby.” you sigh and lay back down.
life is good on the toshinori farm; the biggest hybrid farm in the country. you get to laze around all day with the other cows, eat whenever you want, and hang around with your calf. you watch him skip around the meadow, squealing in delight and trying to catch a bright, orange butterfly. occasionally plucking the petals off a daisy.
“mama,” arata calls.
“yah?”
“what that?” he points down the hill.
you lift your head and look over, seeing a large, white truck pulling up in front of the barn. 
“we have visitors, baby,” you explain and take your sweet time sitting up. “why dontcha go see?”
“yeh!” he cheers and skips down the hill, leaving you to take another afternoon nap.
izuku pats the side of the truck to signal it’s gone far enough.
“drop it!” he calls the driver to lower the back ramp.
the other cows and bulls line up by the dividing fence with their babies, wondering what could be going on.
arata stands beside a brown cow with white patches, peeking out from behind her leg to watch two bulls stomp down the ramp into the barn.
“ooh, cute~” the brown cow,mina, swoons and flutters her fingers at the massive bull with black fur and red eyes.
“beeg,” arata mumbles.
“they are big,” mina giggles and pats his hair. “yer gonna get big like that one day.”
“wowee!”
“where’s yer mama?”
“umm, sleepy time.”
mina rolls her eyes, unsurprised. you could’ve at least come see what was happening. 
inside the barn, izuku is showing the two bulls where they’ll be staying.
“you’ll have a great time here!” he chirps. “my name’s izuku, you can come to me or the other farmers if you need anything.”
the dark haired one chuffs and grins, shooting him a thumbs up.
“great! i’ll let you get settled in. feel free to hang around however you want, i’m sure the others are eager to meet you.”
once he leaves the two start to converse amongst themselves.
“looks like we’ve got company,” eijirou, the dark haired one with a tag in his ear, chuckles and nods at the door where several small faces are peeking out from behind.
“bunch of brats,” the blond,katsuki, scoffs and steps into one of the clean pens filled with hay.
“they’re so cute ,” eijirou coos and waves at them. some gasp and disappear behind the door, the rest smile and wave back.“their moms aren’t half bad either.”
“of course you’d think about shitty cows right now.”
“new farm means new opportunities, bro. hey guys, don’t be scared, we’re not gonna hurt you.”
as of those are the magic words, the calves all clamour into the barn and swarm eijirou, giggling and chatting excitedly.
“i’m being attacked,” eijirou jokes and crouches down to better speak to them. katsuki leans on the pen door post, watching him. one of the calves stares at him from below—or at least he thinks he is, he can’t tell by the way all its hair is covering his eyes but it’s head is in his direction so it must be.
“what?” he asks with a lifted brow.
arata keeps staring.
“okay…?”
the calf chuffs and lowers his head, mini charging and headbutting katsuki in his thigh.
“hey!” katsuki scolds. not because it hurt, or did anything really, but because who does this calf think he is headbutting people? he can tell this little one is gonna be a troublemaker. katsuki stomps his foot in retaliation, effectively scaring the calf into running away out of the barn.
“little shit,” he growls.
“be nice to them,” eijirou chides and smiles at a crushed dandelion one of the calves gives him.
“he was a little shit to me first!”
“he’s a baby .”
“tch, whatever. i’m gonna go look for water.”
arata runs to you, immediately trying to crawl into your hair. you wake up a bit startled, trying to see what the problem is.
“baby, what’s wrong?”
he pouts and hides his face in the massive fluff of coils. “meanie bull scarded me…”
“oh?” you carefully peel him out and sit him on your lap. “are ya hurt?”
“nuh uh.”
“oh then it’s fine. come let’s cuddle.” you kiss his chubby cheeks until he giggles and hugs you. your stomach decides now is the best time to rumble like a thunderstorm.
“uh oh, guess ahm a little hungry.” you yawn and stand up, dusting yourself off. “lets go see our new friends.”
“hmph, meanie,” your calf huffs but takes your hand anyway, toddling beside you towards the farm.
mina pulls your ear when she sees you. “where have ya been? ya can’t just nap all day and not know what’s goin’ on.”
“why not? it’s not like there’s anythin’ else to do.”
“ugh, yer unbelievable. we have new bulls though~they’re cute .”
you rest your arm on the fence and place your chin in your post. “do we? how troublesome,” you sigh wearily. you like the bulls on the farm, but sometimes their fighting in the meadow ruins your relaxation time. “i’ll see ‘em later, ahm mighty hungry right now.”
“izuku’s put some food bowls out by the troughs so go crazy.”
your mouth waters at the sound of that. “yummy. come on, arata.”
he follows you, trying to grab your tail swishing him in the face. arata sees katsuki coming out of the barn and gasps. “meanie bull!” he shouts and grabs your thigh, stopping you in your tracks.
“what’s wrong?”
he points at katsuki stretching. “eh! meanie.”
“arata, he’s minding his business, don’t be silly.”
the calf chuffs and lets go of your leg so you can go eat. of course he’s not satisfied, and knowing his mother is watching gives the calf more bravery than usual to charge katsuki again and headbutt his thigh. “meanie!”
“you again,” katsuki scoffs. “where’s your cow, damn?”
arata blows a raspberry at katsuki and hits him with his head, trying to push him like he’s seen the other bulls do.
“kid, i’m like twice your size,” katsuki deadpans, starting to be a little amused by the tenacious calf. he rolls his eyes and lowers his head, horns pointed at arata. “come here, little shit!”
arata squeals and trots away, katsuki rushing after him. not intending to hurt him, just shake him off a little. he
skids to a stop when he sees the person the calf hides behind.
you pinch the calf’s cheek and hand him an apple from the food bowl, smiling happily. katsuki watches the curve of your back and rear as you bend to wash your face in the water trough, pushing your hair back to show your face.
“meanie…” arata mumbles and chomps the apple.
“hm?” you hum and look where he’s looking, seeing katsuki standing there. “oh, is that the bull?”
“yeh.”
you wave politely at katsuki, turning back to start eating. his ears twitch with curiosity watching you eat the fruit and grains from the steel bowl.
“hey, katsuki!” eijirou claps him on the back, scaring the absolute shit out of him.
“jesus christ !” katsuki bellows. “what the fuck, shitty hair?! scared the fuck out of me.”
“sorry, bro. whatcha doin?”
“none of your business, is what,” he snaps.
“hey, there’s a cow over there.” he points at you.
goddammit, why did eijirou have to see?!
“we should go say hi.” eijirou pushes katsuki towards you and arata.
“no! shitty hair, let go of me!”
“mama! is meanie,” arata tells you when he sees the bulls approaching.
“hm?”
“hi!” eijirou grins. “we’re new here so we thought we’d say hi.”
you lift your hair to get a good look. “oh, nice to meet ya! i’m y/n and this is ma baby boy, arata. but i think y’all have met already.”
arata blows a raspberry at katsuki.
“we’re…familiar,” katsuki grumbles. of course the troublesome calf has to be yours .
“he’s real cute.” eijirou ruffles arata’s curls. 
“he is ,” you agree. “so what brings ya both here to the farm? it’s been a while since we had new bulls.”
eijirou hooks his beefy arm over katsuki’s shoulder. “we’re rescues from a fighting ring.”
you gasp softly. “oh my, i’m so sorry. is that where yer scars came from?”
“yeah, it was pretty bad. i got this one in my last fight.” he points at a jagged, raised scar on his abs.
you lean closer to get a better look, delicate fingers skimming over the tough flesh. katsuki chuffs softly at the attention you’re giving eijirou.
“it is pretty bad,” you say sadly. “hopefully yer both happier here.”
“us too,” eijirou chirps. the social fucker .
you pick up your food bowl in one hand and hold arata’s hand with the other. “we best get goin’. see ya around. say bye, baby.”
“buh bye.” arata waves at specifically eijirou, huffing at katsuki. katsuki squints in annoyance at the calf.
“he’ll come around, he’s shy around new people,” you laugh and it’s like bells in katsuki’s ears. “have a nice day.”
his eyes stay fixed on your rear as you leave.
“she seems nice, hopefully the others are like her— ow! ” eijirou yelps when katsuki grabs his horn to pull him down. “ what the fuck was that?” 
“what? what did i do?”
“you wanna fuck her or something? hah ?” katsuki jostles the bigger bull.
“wha—what are you talking about? let go of me.” eijirou frees himself from katsuki’s iron grip. “jeez, i was just being nice. if we’re gonna live here we have to be nice . do you know her or something?”
an ear flicks in annoyance. “no.”
“so what—“ eijirou cuts off with a knowing gasp. “you like her.”
fuck! “no!”
“oh my god , you do.” eijirou waggles his eyebrows suggestively. “you should go for it, bro. she’s pretty, nice body too.”
katsuki makes a noise of agreement.
“you can do it. i’ll be rooting for you.”
he can’t do it.
where eijirou has charisma and charm, katsuki has none of those things. he has the charm of a drenched rat. one could blame his lack of socialisation as a calf and being forced to fight for his life as a young adult, but everyone kind of just ignores him.
even you.
he doesn’t think you understand how effortlessly sensual you are. even your simple movements have him gripping the fuck out of the fence post. and your soft, breathy voice isn’t helping. he’s dying over here.
“cold day today, everyone!” izuku announces as he pushes the cart down the middle of the cow barn. “sweater up.”
all of you murmur excitedly and pick out a sweater from the cart.
“here ya go, baby,” you coo and pull the orange sweater matching yours over arata’s head. “my baby’s so cute.”
“cute!” he squeals and flaps the baggy sleeves. “can i goes play?”
“of course, be back for lunch.”
“okie!” he giggles and runs off to play with the other calves.
mina comes into your pen in her signature bright pink sweater. “hey girl.”
“hey.” you kneel down to get started on twisting your hair. “are ya gonna hangout with that bull today?”
she swoons and plops next to you. “he’s so dreamy ~ahm in love.”
“ya say that about everyone ya got a crush on.”
“i’m serious! i think he’s the one. what about you?”
“me?”
she kicks her legs in glee. “don’t tell me ya don’t notice that big blond bull ogling ya like yer the last peach in the bowl.”
you blink at her, thoroughly confused. “does he?”
“ugh, y/n.”
katsuki looks at the orange sweater at arms length, turning it over repeatedly. “the fuck is this?”
“a sweater,” izuku explains when he sees katsuki’s confusion. “it’s chilly today and we don’t want any of you to get sick. it’s protocol.”
“ooh, warm,” eijirou mumbles and hugs himself in the red sweater. “i love it. you’ve gotta wear this, katsuki.”
katsuki scoffs and puts it on anyway, sighing at how warm it is. “whatever.”
some calves run inside the pen, chasing each other and bumping into some bulls. arata and katsuki, mortal ‘enemies’ ,meet again.
“meanie.”
“little shit. i’m ready for you this time.” katsuki lowers his head. arata charges but trips on an ill placed stone, tumbling onto his tummy. “owie!”
“uh oh.”
arata sniffles and sits on his bum, crying softly. katsuki grimaces and approaches the calf, nudging his cheek with the back of his knuckle. “hey, don’t cry. it was just a little fall. you hurt?”
the calf shakes his head and wipes his nose with the sleeve. “nuh uh.”
“come on, stand up and we’ll go find your mom.”
arata stands up, reluctantly holding onto katsuki’s sweater. the bull looks up at eijirou with a confused look. eijirou gives him an encouraging one in return.
“show me where she is.”
“okie…” arata leads him outside towards the cow barns. some cows hanging around whisper and giggle to themselves the closer he gets. 
“i’m looking for his mom,” he tells the cows.
“she should be in the meadow somewhere.”
“thanks. you heard them, go to your mom,” he tells arata. arata stares up at him, lip wobbling.
“what now?” katsuki asks. “you want me to take you?”
arata nods.
“ugh, fine. let’s go.”
you lift your head when you hear arata call you from the distance, seeing him with kasuki.
“mama!” he sniffles and jumps into your lap.
“what happened? are ya okay?”
“owie.”
“he fell in the barn and wanted me to bring him here,” katsuki explains.
“aw ma poor baby,” you coo and kiss arata’s cheeks. “yer okay now. thank ya for bringing him.”
katsuki shrugs noncommittally. “see you around.”
“yer free to stay and join me,” you offer. “we’re even wearing the same sweater.”
katsuki looks down at himself, then at you. sure enough yours is the same gaudy, bright orange as his. “sure.”
you pat the empty space next to you, scooting a little so he can sit comfortably. “arata, are ya feeling better, baby?”
“yeh…” 
you squish your cheek against his and gasp excitedly, pointing at a blue butterfly fluttering in the grass. “look, it’s a butterfly ! why don’t ya try and catch it?”
“yeh!” he giggles and runs after it.
“he got over it fast,” katsuki comments.
“he’s a happy baby. gets it from me , obviously.”
“where’s his dad?”
you jut your lip out in thought. “mmm, i dunno. he was some show bull from another farm they wanted me to have a calf with. i think they just wanted more showers. i wonder how he’s doing nowadays…”
“you’re a shower?”
you sit up a little higher. “yup, blue ribbon winner four years in a row before my baby. i can’t be bothered with them anymore.” you flip your twists over your shoulder. the scent of the hair oil the workers gave you wafting his way.
“nice,” katsuki responds.
awkward silence fills the space. well awkward for him , you seem to be content plucking daisies and braiding them into a flower crown. arata charges the tree you’re both sitting under, thudding his head on the bark and giggling.
“your calf likes to charge.”
“he does,” you giggle. “ya know how three year olds are, just full of energy.”
“yup. i was the same.”
“really?”
“mm, my cow couldn’t handle me.”
“and what about the bull fighting?”
katsuki tears some of the grass. “they took me away when i became an adult, told me to fight to stay alive and that’s where i met shitty hair. haven’t seen my family since.”
“oh…” you mumble sadly. “i’m sorry.”
“s’whatever. they told me they’ll try and find my family so it’s okay.”
you gently place the finished crown on his head. “well yer here now, and safe . that’s all that matters.”
katsuki’s cheeks warm up at the bright smile you give him, ears flicking. a bell rings in the distance; different than the ones he’s heard the past week. “what’s that?”
“oh, bath time!” you chirp.
“but we wash everyday.”
“no it’s special. we get special baths on saturdays. arty, let’s go!” you stand up and dust yourself off. “it’s super fun, don’t worry. and we get treats after.”
“hm,okay.”
turns out it really is a luxury experience. all the livestock are washed with scented shampoos and fur rubbed down with special oils after getting put in the full body blow dry.
“whew, those always feel good,” mina sighs as she steps out of the blow dry with her hair and fur fluffed up. “where’s my popsicle at?!”
izuku hands you a slice of jiggly cheesecake. “here you go, y/n, just the way you like it.”
you moo in appreciation of getting your favourite treat. 
“enjoy. mina i promise i’ll get you your popsicle. and put your sweater back on before you catch a cold.”
mina chuffs air in his face, messing up his hair. 
“don’t be fussy,” he scolds and walks away to get the treat.
“i’ll share ma cheesecake with ya if you want,” you offer.
“ew no, it’s gonna make me gain weight.”
“yerloss.” you pick up the fork on the plate and start to dig in, squealing happily and wiggling. “arty, where are ya? come get some cheesecake.”
katsuki steps out of the blow dry, smoothing down his hair. “i hate that thing.”
“why? it’s cool,” eijirou smiles and rubs his arm. “my fur feels so soft .”
izuku walks up to them with two wrapped popsicles. “alright fellas, here you go. your first treat until you figure out what you like.”
they take the treats sniffing the wrappers and carefully peeling them off. katsuki hesitantly licks it, pupils dilating at the sweet strawberry taste. “holy fuck…”
“don’t eat them too fast or you’re gonna get a brain freeze, which hurts. have fun.” he leaves them to finish the treats.
“woah! this is amazing!” eijirou beams. “i should share this with mina.”
katsuki looks at the popsicle, then around for you. seeing you sitting on a bench enjoying your cheesecake with arata. he makes his way over, sitting in the empty spot next to you. 
“oh hey, ya got a popsicle,” you observe. “the red ones are really good.”
“i’ve never had one,” he admits. 
“oh, have ya had cheesecake?” you hold up a piece on your fork for him to eat. katsuki gently noms it, humming approvingly. “s’good.”
you give him a gentle smile and keep eating, occasionally feeding him and arata some. 
                .・。.・゜✭・.・✫・゜・。.
“there they go again,” mina hums, leaning on the fence post.
you lift your bangs to watch two bulls butt heads, jostling and shoving each other over and over.
late spring is in full bloom, which means aggressive bulls and ditsy cows hoping to be paired off. “already?”
“got your eye on anyone this year?”
you hum and pluck the petal off a peonie you found earlier. “no.”
“what about katsuki ~?”
your cheeks warm up. over the past few weeks the two of you have gotten particularly close . “some other cows are oglin’ him so ahm just sitting back.”
“ugh, girl. yer so fuckin’ dense.”
“ahm not dense, mina. ahm just neutral. he’s cute, yeah sure, he’s good with arty, i think he’s great. but ah’ll wait until he tells me what he wants.”
“uh huh,” she deadpans. “i’m gonna go find eijirou.”
unfortunately, katsuki is having the worst time. he’s frustrated and ridiculously horny. he bellows and moos in his pen, much to the annoyance of the other bulls and some workers.
“bro, shut the fuck up!” one barks at him from a pen. 
“yeah, we’re trying to sleep!”
his entire time spent bullfighting, they kept him on suppressants to avoid this exact moment. eijirou has mina to take it out on but katsuki has nobody.
“christ, what is his problem?” a worker grumbles outside the barn. “we need a heifer for him.”
a heifer is brought in, nervously rubbing her arm. katsuki growls and snaps his teeth at her. she’s not who he wants right now. the heifer yelps and backs into the corner of the pen.
“get out,” he grumbles at her and turns his back.
“i just wanna help…”
“i don’t need your help.”
“hmph, then who do you want?” she asks with mild annoyance in her voice.
the heifer tries her best to relay his response to the workers, taking them to the cow barn and pointing at your door.
“y/n?” izuku calls and enters while you’re covering arata with his blankie. “i need you to do something.”
he explains the situation, asking for your consent. you gasp in surprise and cup your warm cheeks. “me? oh my…”
“you better go!” mina says from the pen next door, clearly eavesdropping. “now’s your chance!”
“stop!” you hesitate, thinking.
“you don’t have to if you don’t want to,” izuku gently tells you. “he’ll understand, i’m sure. if you agree then we’ll have to use the bench, don’t worry we padded it extra.”
you hug yourself and nod, following him outside the pen towards a loan barn near the grain silo. the last time you were benched was with arata’s father to make sure he didn’t hurt you too badly in his rut frenzy.
“we’ll give you a shot after, okay? no calves for you this season,” izuku chuckles and flicks the light on. the bench sits proud in the middle, black leather shining under the lights. 
“all clean, sanitised and ready. just wait here and i’ll bring him.”
you nod and watch him leave before touching the bench. you don’t even remember the last time you had a bull mount you. a year? two?
you hear the faint bellowing outside and start to feel nervous. unable to help but wonder what if he doesn’t like you? 
the door bursts open, startling you. katsuki looks ragged ; hair messier than usual, cheeks and neck flushed down to his chest and dick hanging hard, red and heavy between his legs. his eyes fix on you, pupils dilated and swallowing up the intense red of his irises.
“have fun. you’ve got half an hour,” izuku calls and shuts the barn door.
you smile and wave at katsuki, hoping he doesn’t jump you. “i’m really flattered ya asked for me…”
he chuffs and carefully stalks over to you until you're forced to look up at him. 
“i’ve never…” he trails off, hoping you catch on. “never had the chance.”
“really?” you ask in disbelief. “wow, don’t worry, it’s not scary. ahm extra flattered now.”
“tch, whatever.”
your fingers skim his abs. “ ah’ll make sure it’s good for ya.”
his cock gives a slight twitch.
you rise on your feet and press closer to him, chest to chest so you can kiss him. he’s a terrible kisser: all passion and no tact, but he makes up for it with enthusiasm. he grips your rear, pulling you closer. the leaking head of his cock rubs against your tummy, covering you in sticky precum. a whimper bubbles from his throat at the sensation, hips jerking forward to chase more of the feeling.
“touch me here ,” you whisper and guide his hand to your soft tit. “i like that.
so he does, rolling the fleshy mound between his fingers and experimentally rubbing his thumb over your nipple. you squeak against at the shock of pleasure up your spine, and he’s sure the sound is seared into the folds of this brain.
he almost sobs when you eventually move away to climb onto the bench, spreading your legs and wiggling your hips suggestively. “just go slow, okay?”
katsuki gulps and steps into the space made by the cushions between your legs, one shaky hand gripping the fat of your ass cheek. he’s sure you can hear how hard his heart is beating, judging by how you look over your shoulder to give him a reassuring smile. “whenever yer ready.”
after what feels like eternity, katsuki finally works up the courage to carefully guide his dick to your plump lips. he hisses when the tip pops in, your pussy clamping down on the intrusion. his neck feels hot at the sounds you’re making the more of his dick he feeds into you, your head thrown back and mouth stuck open in a low moan. “keep goin’, sweetie .”
the grip on your hip tightens at the nickname. he’s heard you call a few of your friends that as a term of endearment, but hearing it with lust dancing around the edges of the letters is so different .
katsuki gasps wetly when he’s buried himself to the hilt, arms locking around you and face buried in your neck to ground himself. he inhales the scent of your sweet shampoo and oil, trying to think of anything except the vice grip your pussy has on him.
“yer doin’ great,” you whisper in encouragement. “move when ya want.”
katsuki huffs something and slowly starts to move his hips, shivering at the pleasure throbbing through his whole body.
“ah, yeah ,” you moan. “like that, baby. fuck me .”
“god shit ,” he grunts. “i can’t—i can’t .”
you turn your head slightly to look back at him, gasping when his hand wraps around your neck from behind and pulling you in for a kiss. his forehead presses against yours, body jerking from the force of his thrusts.
“mm, baby,” you mewl giddily. “yer fuckin’ me so good , i’m drippin ’ for ya. so sexy, sexy fuckin’ bull. spank me.”
katsuki clumsily smacks the side of your thigh with his free hand, choking on how tight you get. “l-like that?”
“mhm, just like that. doing great. just keep doin’ it.” your arms give our and you’re forced chest down ass up on the bench.
his thrusts become less synchronised and rougher as he focuses on his own pleasure. “fuckin’ fuck— i’m gonna breed you. cum deep inside…” he trails off with a groaning bellow, hips pushed flush against yours and sore dick spitting cum into your waiting body.
katsuki almost collapses on top of you, barely holding himself up with his arms on either side of you.
“ya did good,” you tell him honestly. 
“you…you didn’t finish,” he observes.
“it’s fine, don’t worry. ah was just supposed to help ya out. we can do it again tomorrow.”
“tomorrow…”
izuku opening the door ruins the moment. “i must say you’re looking way better now, katsuki.” he grins. “lemme give y/n her shot and both of you can clean up and go to bed.”
“shot?” he asks you, still holding your hips. you wiggle out of his grasp and stand straight, combined fluids dripping down your inner thighs and fur. 
“so ah don’t get pregnant.”
“oh…” for some reasons that makes him disappointed.
izuku pokes your arm with the syringe filled with yellow liquid, wiping it off with a alcohol soaked cotton swab and covering it with a cute pink bandage. katsuki cleans up slower compared to you, still in a rut daze.
“all done, good job y/n. you can get cheesecake tomorrow.”
you moo happily and nuzzle the top of his head in thanks.
“you’re welcome, get to bed before arata misses you.”
you wave over your shoulder at katsuki. “see ya, tomorrow, maybe ~”
the bulls that stayed up swoon and whistle at him when he comes back, peeking over their pens to watch him get locked up.
“ so how was it, blondie? who was the heifer?” 
“ah heard it was y/n~” 
“ooh, ahm almost jealous. that cow’s picky as hell but got a sweet ass on her.” 
katsuki scoffs and drowns out their jeers and taunts, thinking about you. a pang of longing and guilt hits his chest.
you didn’t finish .
he chuffs and peeks his head over the pen, examining the lock on the door. he’s seen a million of these before,just has to pull up and back—
                .・。.・゜✭・.・✫・゜・。.
he carefully opens the door to the cow barn, walking down the middle row. he’s not even sure which one is yours. if you’re a former shower, you should have your ribbons on the door. sure enough he sees the four silk ribbons nailed to the door of  the last pen on the left. katsuki peeks over and ‘ pssts ’ at you rearranging arata. “hey.”
“oh my, it’s you. what’re ya doin’ here?”
“you didn’t finish.”
“huh? ah told ya we’ll do it again tomorrow. it’s late, yer gonna get in trouble if they see you.”
“can’t we do it here?” he whispers.
“ no , i’m not mating when ma baby is here.”
“ ah can take him .”
“mina! shut the fuck up,” you hiss. “stop eavesdroppin’.”
“ahm serious though. ah’ll even plug up his ears so he doesn’t hear ya screwing.”
you can’t believe you’re even considering this. but you are feeling a little ‘ blue balled ’ and frustrated. “ugh, ah feel like this is a bad idea. we’re not doing it here. “how did ya even open the door?”
“you just pull it up like this and back.” katsuki demonstrates and the door opens.
“wow, yer so smart.” you smile and step out to meet him. “we can go to the meadow, it’s safer there.”
he smiles softly and holds your hand. “let’s go.”
“can’t believe we’re doin’ this. ahm gonna get in trouble, i’ve never gotten in trouble,” you mumble as you and katsuki sneak past the fence into the meadow and under the tree you like to sit at. the light of the full moon casting everything in soft white light.
“so what do ya wanna do?”
katsuki plays with his fingers, pink blush spreading on his cheeks. “i thought we could finish…”
“mm, okay. y’want a kiss?”
“mhm.”
you cup his cheek and turn his face, pressing your lips to his. without the frenzy of rut frustration, he’s much better at this.
“it really was good,” you say against his lips, gently sucking the lower lip into your mouth. “for a first time. with some practice yer gonna make some cows happy.”
“i don’t want other cows,” he mumbles and wraps his arms around your waist, pulling you closer. “you’re perfect.”
he pushes your bangs away, looking into your eyes. “you should show your face more. you’re gorgeous.”
you blink up at him, cheeks warm. “maybe…d’ya really mean what ya said?”
“i did, i’ve liked you for a bit.”
“wow…mina was right,” you mumble thoughtfully and smile. “okay, yeah.”
“and i want to make you feel good,” he adds shyly. 
“mm, y’can do that in so many ways, baby,” you purr and rub his biceps. “whatever y’want, baby.”
“i want to eat you out,” he says immediately. 
“okay, wow . we’re going very fast,” you giggle. “why that?”
“i’ve been thinking about it…”
“ah, i see. why don’t we save that fer another time and ah’ll take care of ya instead?” you purr and rub suggestive circles on his chest. “just lay back fer me.”
katsuki obeys and lays back on the tree while you kiss down his chest and stomach. his breathing stutters when you plant a soft kiss on his pelvis, purposefully avoiding his cock for now. you moan softly and kiss up the shaft, pumping it slowly with your hand until it starts to fill out. 
katsuki whines a little when you kiss the long scar on his pelvis, fisting the grass under him.
“mm,” you moan again when your tongue circles the tip. “you taste good, baby~”
the simple sentence made katsuki blush beet red. he feels lightheaded. his stomach tenses and ripples at the feeling of your mouth, eyes rolling back into his head. it’s wet ; sloppily so. spit and precum drools out of your mouth and down your chin and chest, leaving a sticky trail along the smooth skin. your hand pumping what couldn’t fit in your mouth. with a loud smack, you pull off his dick for air, kissing the almost purple tip. “y’ like it?”
“ yes ,” he whines and gasps when you cup his heavy balls in your hand and give them a mild squeeze. he’s sure if you put your mouth on him again he was gonna cum . “can—can we?”
“mhm, we can. look how wet i am fer ya.” you go up on your knees so he can see the slick glistening between your legs and sticking to the insides of your thighs. “d’ya want me to take the lead?”
he nods meekly. you bite your lip and scooch closer until you can straddle him, dick pressed underneath your cunt. “hold me here,” you instruct and place his hands on your hips. “i’ll go slow.”
“you don’t have to,” he replies. “i can take it.”
“oh?” you coo. “alright then ~”
katsuki’s mouth opens and closes while he watches you brace yourself on your knees,reaching down and lining his leaking tip with your sopping pussy, shoving in pleasure as you slowly sink down onto him. murmurs of ‘so fucking wet ,’ ‘tight ,’ and ‘perfect’ tumble from him as he squeezes your hips. 
“fuck… fuck ” he groans,biting his lip to try and hold off his orgasm. he’s sure if he moves he’ll cum and die from embarrassment 
but it’s just so fucking good
he gives a few aborted thrusts up into you and bellows loudly. you feel the liquid heat bloom up into you and moan,watching his brow pinch in worry. “no it’s fine, don’t worry.” you kiss his nose for reassurance. “yer doing great.” you pull him closer and kiss the tip of his ear, “it’s okay. yer still hard,see.”
he hisses when you clench around him
“can ya go again?”
he hesitates then nods. you lift your hips and sink back down, the curved fat tip dragging right over your g-spot. your combined fluids making the slide easier and disgustingly loud . “oh god,it’s so good ” he grunts, “you're so warm”
"m-mmm f-fuck..." you whimper and swirl and grind your hips lightly on his cock. you make a noise of protest when the angle changes and no longer hits the spot you need him most. “s-switch with me.”
“huh?” he mumbles dumbly.
you chuff and lift your body off him, shuffling around until you’re laying on the grass. “like this.”
katsuki climbs over you, gasping softly at the way the soft light illuminates your features. “you’re beautiful…”
“thanks.” you smile softly up at him. 
his thrusts are hard and fast; the way his cock hits the best parts of you over and over again is slowly turning your brain into mush.the way your hands wrap around him, clutching him for dear life as you moan and shake from the pleasure he had given you just adds more fuel to his desire. “fuck me ! please, please, please , i want it, i want it –” you beg, nails raking down his back.
“ s’good ” he moans,his hips thrusting clumsily up into you, hands grabbing whatever soft flesh on your torso he could.
“breed me,” you moo dazedly, pulling him closer and lock your thighs around his middle.
“you’re gonna  be nice and fat with my calves…” he mumbles.
your eyes roll back at his words. he presses on your belly and you nearly buck him off when your orgasm ripples through you,a mixture of your combined fluids squeeze out around the tight ring where you’re both joined.
katsuki grits his teeth and struggles to fuck through the vice grip of your cunt threatening to push him out.
he bellows and fills you up for the second time, keeping his hips pushed right up against yours.
you sigh happily when the heat blooms through your core, his cock twitching inside you. “so good, baby.”
he chuffs softly and kisses your ears, making you giggle.
izuku whistles happily while opening the bull barn door, ringing the hanging bell. “rise and shine everyone. head over to the wash area.”
the bulls grumble and slowly rouse, waiting for him to unhook the latches to their doors. he stops at katsuki’s pen, noticing it’s wide open. “what on earth? where is he!?”
the workers search everywhere for him, panicking at losing a bull. it’s only until they check the cow barn and see the two of you cuddling in your pen do they relax.
“how did he get out?” a worker asks.
“he’s smart, probably figured out the lock. should we leave them?”
izuku sighs fondly at the sight. “maybe just for a few more minutes.”
                .・。.・゜✭・.・✫・゜・。.
arata nibbles katsuki’s ear, trying to get him to play. “play!”
“not now, kid. go find your mom,” katsuki yawns and puts the straw hat over his face.
“play!” arata headbutts him repeatedly, unphasing katsuki. 
“hey, it’s nap time.”
arata chuffs and plops on top of katsuki to take a nap. katsuki rubs his back. “i’ll play with you later if you promise to nap.”
“yay! i nap.”
they both snooze under the shade of the tree, enjoying the weather. an hour later, the rustling of grass and sunlight makes katsuki wake up. he squints up at you holding his hat and smiling. “hey, izuku is looking for ya, baby.”
“ugh, what does he want now?”
you hum and shrug your shoulders, patting the sleeping baby in the sling strapped to your chest. “no idea, but he said it’s important. there’s a truck and everything.” you kiss your calf’s sleeping face. “come on.”
katsuki begrudgingly gets up, holding arata close, nuzzling your face before the four of you make your way towards the farm. sure enough there’s a white truck and izuku is conversing with the blonde driver.
“oh katsuki, there you are! i’ve got something for you.” izuku nods at the driver. she pushes the lever down for the back of the truck to open and the ramp to lower.
“ ugh, finally! ” someone chuffs from inside. a female cow with ash blonde hair and fur stomps down the ramp with a brown haired bull behind her.
katsuki stares at them, his eyes prickling with involuntary tears. he puts arata down next to you, the sleepy calf fussing and clinging to your leg. the cow sees him and gasps. “ katsuki?! oh my baby !” she sobs and rubs to hug him, crying into his chest. “i’ve missed you so much. my baby boy.”
the three of them embrace while you stand aside, smiling softly and happy for him.
“i’m sorry we couldn’t protect you,” masaru sniffles. “we missed you everyday.”
“but we’re here now!” mitsuki laughs tearily. “and we’re together, that’s all that matters.”
“yeah,” katsuki says quietly.
you clear your throat, shifting on your feet. katsuki pulls away from his parents and stands next to you. “this is my mate, y/n.”
“very nice to meet ya,” you smile politely. “ah’ve heard a lot about ya.”
“aw, you’re gorgeous. i’m so happy to meet you,” mitsuki smiles and holds your hands.
“and this is ma baby, arata.” you gesture to the calf hiding behind you, then pat the pink sling secured to you. “and our little miracle, mj. she was kind of a happy accident,” you giggle.
masaru waves at arata. arata whines and hides behind katsuki. “he’s adorable. i’m happy for you, katsuki.”
“mj,” mitsuki says in awe and looks at the baby in the sling. “precious baby.”
“katsuki named her after you,” you tell her.
she tears up again, fanning her eyes and trying not to sob. “you sappy little shit, making me cry. i missed you so much.”
katsuki wipes her tears away. “i missed you too.”
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Night Shift
Eddie Munson x Fem!Reader
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Author’s note: saw a prompt from @newlips​ and immediately got inspo. Unfortunately I can’t find the post! Anyway enjoy this sleep deprived drabble. Also 100% a fix it fic, is post season 4.
Summary: Sleepy sex with Eddie, you both work so hard. What's a little time to yourselves gonna hurt?
Characters: Just Eddie and Reader
Warnings/Tags: SMUT (Minors DNI!), riding, p in v sex, slight dacryphilia, mentions of trauma season 4.
Word Count: 1.5k
The jingle of keys and heavy boots woke you up from your cocoon of warmth in the bed you shared together. Looking at the clock, it was just after 1 in the morning. The bedroom door opened to Eddie sans work boots but still dressed in his work clothes. Chocolate eyes immediately find yours in the darkness.
“I didn’t mean to wake you. Go back to sleep.” He whispered, leaning down to press a sweet kiss to your cheek. Reeking of oil and chemicals from the Plant. Since moving in together, Eddie spent his weekday mornings at the auto shop. You would have an early dinner together, and then the rest of his nights and weekends into the early morning was spent there like Wayne. Only sleeping in between shifts or before Hellfire on Friday nights. It was crazy to think he would actually get any sleep ever, but keeping his mind busy kept the nightmares away, and the jobs strengthened his body after Vecna’s bats nearly killed him. Together, you had almost saved enough money to leave Hawkins. You just needed a little more time. The shower was turned on, and you could hear Eddie’s belt hit the floor, turning with excitement. Then huffing when realizing he’d shut the bathroom door. Light from underneath and from the edges seeped into your bedroom. You rolled back over to your side, leaving the blankets open for Eddie to slip into. Alarms are already set so you could pack him a lunch and wake him up on time. Giving you enough time to share some affection over your ancient coffee pot before heading for a shift at the hospital. The shower stopped abruptly, and shuffling made you question what exactly was taking him so long.
“Eds?” You called out into the darkness, a gurgle and spit clued you in. The door creaked out not soon after, a dip in the bed made you tingle with excitement. You always slept better with Eddie, his calves warming your toes or how he would rub your back as you cuddled into his chest, hair frizzy twisting it between your fingers. 
“Hi, baby. ‘m all clean now.” You hummed, reaching for his arm in the darkness, pulling it over your chest. Eddie moved closer to spoon your backside, bare legs against your own. His hair damp against the pillows. Now, he smelled like himself, apple shampoo, and some strong patchouli spray he used as a cologne.
" 'missed you." You groaned into the pillow,
"You're cute when you speak in half sentences."
" 'm not-"
"Okay, princess. It's nap time now." He nuzzle into your back damp hair tickling you.
"Your gonna get sick."
"What?"
"Going to bed with wet hair, Eds. You can get sick."
"Good thing, I know this very capable nurse." He teasingly cooed,
"Yeah?"
"Oh yeah. Nursing me back to health all the time, but she's no good without her beauty sleep." You pull on his arm hair before stretching your cold feet out against him. "Oww! What you should be concerned about it how cold your feet get."
"Shhh, sleep time." Effectively silencing him, cozy in your embrace.
You turn in your sleep, hearing Eddie whimpering. Blankets tossed away from his shivering body, he's curled in on himself. Most of the times he won't even remember what he was dreaming about, but nonetheless, it would scare him to be woken up. So you fluffed the blankets over the two of you again and wiggled your way between him and the mattress. Instantly, you were pulled closer, threading your leg between his. Arms wrapping around your back, you both releasing a sigh. It took him a few minutes for his breathing to sooth.
"Was it happening again?" He whispered into the crown of your head, voice horse with sleep. Your lips traced over the tattoos of his collarbone, the smoothness wanted you to litter his skin with kisses rather than the scars covering his frame.
"Not so bad tonight, do you remember?" His head shook no, and he took a deep breath.
"You were there, it was freezing. Not much else."
"I'm right here, Eds." You squeezed him as if you could get any closer. He was thinking the same.
"I know." His hand cradled the back of your neck, pulling you the distance to his lips. It was a sweet, tender kiss that tasted like the toothpaste you share. Surrounded by each others warmth, you pushed him to lay on his back, and he pulled you along to lay on his chest. Lips moving lazy and soft against each other, heating your core just begging to be completely overwhelmed by him.
"Want you, Eds." You begged, gasping as his lips sucked below your jaw. His hands moved underneath the shirt you wore, lifting it over your head he tossed it somewhere on the bed. Leaving you both in only underwear, you rocked against his thigh as he explored the newly exposed skin. Callouses brushed along your taut nipples as he felt you.
"Take what you need, Princess." He purred, freeing a hand to move one of your thighs to straddle him. He could feel the damping spot against his hardening length, shifting awkwardly enough to ensue giggles as you pushed his boxers down his legs. Licking and spitting into your hand to stroke his uncut length, hips bucking in response. Eddie groaned as he pushed your panties to the side, helping you balance as you moved his sensitive tip along your wet folds. Moaning when he grazed your clit, it sent shivers of anticipation down your spine. Eddie gasped when you lined him at your entrance, holding your hips in a bruising grip as you slowly sunk down. You whimpered, folding yourself over his chest once he was fully seated inside you. Gripping his shoulders to ground yourself, you swiveled your hips experimentally. Looking to find his eyes already watching you, lips clashing, sharing breaths as you tried to set a steady rhythm. Your legs and core started to burn with effort, but it wasn't quite enough to get you there.
"Need help, Eds." Eddie felt the stutter in your movements before you spoke and took the opportunity to grasp the globes of you ass in his hands. Frustration started to fuel your movements, whimpering as his cock filled you completely.
"Aw baby, crying for my cock?" Helping you rock against him, it was slow still but deeper. "Can't take it, baby, you can. You can take it, baby." The hair of his groin catching on your clit as he took over your movements.
"So good, make me feel so good, Eds." Tears fell in your overwhelming pleasure, his length pulsing against that spongy spot inside you.
"My pretty girl, just like that. So pretty when you cry on my cock." He let out a chest rattling moan when you clenched down in response to his words, planting his feet on the bed. You didn't fall back when you leaned back against him, rubbing your clit in tandem to his movements.
"Good girl. Touch yourself, wanna watch you cum on my cock. Fill you up real good, shit-" Thrusting up and swiveling your hips together, Eddie stuttered with a particularly hard thrust up. You cried out, high blooming in your center. Seeing him, feelings him, smelling him, hearing him. All of it is distant but not enough until your lips meet, becoming mirror images. Eddie twitched inside you, spilling his seed deep in you. Flipping you over, lips locked to hold you against him. His lifeline to reality. Wiping your drying tears with kisses galore across your cheeks. He pulled out gently, taking your panties off and using the shirt he'd thrown off you to wipe his cum from between your legs.
"Eddie-"
"You will not need that shirt for the rest of the night if I can help it." He admonished, kissing you deeply again to rid the furrow of your brows. Somehow, you managed to pull away from him long enough to pee and clean up a bit better. When you trotted back into the bedroom, he was fast asleep. Mouth wide open, drooling on his pillow. Hair a complete wreck. You checked the time, it was just past 5 a.m. In 15 minutes, you'd have to wake up his squishy face. Dark circles a constant around his sweet eyes. Slipping back under the blankets, Eddie immediately laid against the plush of your chest, making your heart swell even more. You ran your fingers through his unruly mane, he hummed in his sleep. An unspoken 'I love you' ringing between you. Maybe staying in bed for an extra 15 minutes isn't such a bad idea.
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agere-fics · 2 months
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Vroom, vroom!
dni: k!nk, anti-agere, agepl4y, or ddlg-esque blogs 🍄 this blog is a safe space for age regressors and age dreamers 🍄
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Word Count: 635
Summary: Steve drives you around to help you sleep
Pairing: Daddy!Steve x Dada!Bucky x Regressor!Reader
Characters: Bucky Barnes, Steve Rogers, Reader
Content Warnings: Usage of daddy and dada, riding in a car, getting carried/picked up, that's it :)
Authors Note: Look at me actually writing stuff!! More on the way 🐈 You can find more of my stuff in my pinned post and request more stories through the ask box.
Despite all your insomniac nights, taking a cat nap in the backseat of Stevie's car was surprisingly peaceful.
bump! bump!
The crevices and rocky ground of Dada's favorite road warmed you and cooed the pangs and aches in your body. The dips were like being rocked by mother nature.
'thank you mama tree'
crunch! crunch!
Ah, that's the sound of your anxieties melting away. Really it's the gravel getting all crunched up but you know... same difference.
Your Dada was in love with these backroads. Tomorrow while you down some fruity pebbles, you'll tell him again that they really should get married. They see each other all the time! It made trips take longer but that just meant more time with Stevie.
bop! bop!
The tapping of your head against the window was actually quite gentle. Sometimes it hurts and that's when you whine to Stevie that "ow it hurt dada whyyy!!?" and to get you to stop, he'd get your favorite fast food (it was the plan all along and Stevie most definitely knew-) This time, Dada was driving super, duper slow so the bumps didn't hurt. They soothed you instead and made you very, very sleepy.
Your legs were tucked close to yourself. You laid curled up like a cat in the cold winter. In better days, you'd find your position annoyingly uncomfortable but you were so eepies- I mean sleepy.
It was kind of like leaves falling from the really tall trees in the rainforest. Sleep didn't come fast but crept up on you.
You enjoyed watching the view go by the window and the mental image of a little superhero doing parkour, racing with Dada's pickup truck. The trees had all sorts of colors and some animals hop, hopped, and peeked out from the bushes.
Everything eventually becomes grey, then black. But you don't mind. It's so calming, this rest your eyelids have found.
'Oh, they closed? Ooooh that's why the superguy disappeared.'
hmm hm hm hm
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m
hmm
"Welcome back, Steve-O." Bucky stood at the door frame, hands resting in his jacket pockets.
mm
Steve placed his pointer finger on his lips and tilted his head, indicating that you were asleep.
Bucky firmly nodded and held a gentle smile. 'You're finally asleep! Aww, you deserve it, little dear.'
Your dada traded places with Bucky, leaving to go get himself ready for bed.
Daddy peeked through the windows, and then he found you, with your little head against the car door. He walked around to the door opposite of you, and moved very carefully as to not wake you.
Snores filled the air and Bucky had to hold back a giggle. He thought it was so freaking cute, don't worry!
"Come here, little one." He whispered and securely held you up against his chest. Warm and snug.
Your daddy walked into your bedroom, where Steve had been waiting and prepared your bed for you.
"Here you are, darling." Daddy laid you down.
Buck and Stevie kissed the top of your head and tucked you in.
"Goodnight, our sunflower."
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alwritey-aphrodite · 3 months
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Hi hello hi my love, I was scrolling through your posts to make you a little collage and I saw that my bb boy finnick bbgorl love is on your list for your follower celebration !!
If it pleases you, would you write something domestic with the love of my life finnick? And congrats again, ilysm!!!
I love you!! And I love my babygirl <3
When Finnick returns from the beach, you’re still sound asleep, and he’d be a little jealous of your rest if you didn’t look so angel, so peaceful and perfect as you lay twisted in the sheets, mouth parted as you breath and eyelashes kissing your delicate skin. You’re bathed in warm sunlight sneaking in through the gauzy curtains you love so much that do so little to keep the light out.
He should shower, rinse away the sand and salt crystals sticking to his body, but he knows you love the way he smells when he comes straight from the ocean, like salt and oranges and something so deep and clean you’re like to drown in it, and the saltwater only makes his curls more pronounced and he’s loathe to make you frown when you see him, so he decides he won’t shower until you wake, until you smile and hug him with your nose pressed to his throat. He knows you’d kill him if he got sand in the sheets, so even though it pains him, he walks from the bedroom and leaves you to your slumber, missing you as soon as he closes the door.
It doesn’t take long for you to emerge, squinting against the sunlight and your hair sticking up in gravity defying designs.
“When’d you get back?” You ask, sounding sleepy and a little pouty that he’s been home and you didn’t know.
“Just now, I was just about to wake you,” he lies, but then you smile and everything’s worth it, and you’re stepping around the counter to wrap your arms around his waist, settling your face into the crook of his neck, and everything he’s ever survived is worth it for this very moment.
“You smell nice,” your voice is muffled against his skin but he can hear your smile, and it would be impossible to keep a smile off his face when you look and sound and act the way you do. He just hums in acknowledgment, too overwhelmed with too many feelings to trust his voice.
You detach from him, and he’s suddenly much colder than he’s ever been without your sleepy warmth at his back, but you’re yawning and stretching and he can’t complain when you look so lovely. Your legs are exposed, long expanses of skin and slight bruises and he knows what you’re going to ask before you even open your mouth.
“Wanna go back to the beach later? I miss the sun,” you say as if you aren’t his own personal sunshine, as if you wouldn’t eclipse the sun and moon and stars in your beauty, but it’s been dark and rainy for the past few days and he understands your craving for the sunshine and the heat that comes with it. He agrees readily, wanting nothing more than to see you smile, grin stretching from ear to ear and crinkling your eyes. Every time he sees you, he swears you’ve never looked more beautiful, only to think the same thing a second later, again and again as you continue to prove him wrong.
The day is lazy and balmy, heat filtering in from your open windows and your sun-warmed skin, having spent the rest of the morning stretched out along the beach, napping under the sun while Finnick took care to remind you to flip this way and that to protect your skin as much as possible. You’re still sleepy now, the sun making you drowsy, and Finnick feels much the same, lulled to the brink of sleep as you run your hair through his curls, longer and lighter than they’ve ever been as he settles into this peaceful life with you.
Sometimes he’s afraid to sleep, afraid to wake up, afraid that everything he’s had with you, the life you’ve carefully crafted hand in hand, will all be a magnificently painful dream that will disappear the second he opens his eyes. You’re always there, though, angelic asleep next to him or gently twisting your fingers through his hair or doing your own thing in one of the other rooms in your house.
Now, though, he couldn’t fight the urge to sleep even if he wanted to, the exhaustion from his early morning swim finally catching up to him and the steady rise and fall of your breathing relaxes him more than he’d ever think possible, and it’s only moments later that the two of you are fast asleep, bathed in golden light as the sun crawls from the sky. You’ll wake later and complain about being too well rested to sleep through the night, but once you find yourself wrapped in your soft sheets and Finnick’s soft embrace, you’ll fall asleep again, peaceful and perfect and the routine will start again, like the most wonderful dream.
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queentala · 7 months
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Fenrys bedroom headcanons
Fenrys Moonbeam x reader
Oh gods I finally wrote something!!!! 🥳 Ugh, it feels so good. You can see the variety of my emotions while writing those headcanons, going from poetic, through obsessed, to being absolutely done, and then to feeling cute. And also great shout out to @juulle987 that gave me some ideas, kept me motivated and entertained today. This post is dedicated to you, baby ❤️ Anyway, I hope you enjoy this 🥰
Words: slightly over 3k
Warnings: no spoilers wanted so just be aware of a lot of nsfw content
Even though the smart mouth, charming smile, effortless way of being, or simply the pretty face, might cause various spicy inklings and rumors about the White Wolf's abilities in bedroom, (which, pretty much always are at least partially accurate), there is a lot more than just youngish yearning and playfulness underneath his skin. After all, many might know that the beautiful warrior had his persistent spot in Queen Maeve's bed, only few, however, that he did not cherish this "privilege", as she called it.
There is just… so much darkness in Fenrys' soul, that it is impossible to save any aspect of his life from the pain it brings, especially when the said aspect is directly connected to the source of his trauma. 
So no, Fenrys is not the always horny and kinky sex god we make him out to be. 
Okay he is. 
But at least not at the beginning, or even the halfway of the long journey of trying to overcome the demons that haunt him. 
It's going to take a while for him to open up. To trust you. 
Now, most of sa victims are not fond of touch, which is understandable as it triggers the bad memories. But I do think Fenrys would very much need and crave physical contact with his mate/beloved. Especially the soft and comforting type, the one that resumes him that he is loved and sets his skin on fire at the same time. 
It's just that with Maeve he didn't get to experience the featherlike softness which every lover's fingers should have, nor the addicting feeling of trying to grasp as much of each other as possible. And when he finally does, it's like a painkiller for his soul. 
Believe me when I say that Fenrys cannot get enough of your hands in his hair, chests pressed against each other, legs tangled under the sheets… It's not the verbal yes that he gives you when you take off his shirt, but the way he's pressing his cheek into your palm as you caress his face that keeps you going. He's not good with words. How could he when there's a lump in his throat as emotion overtake his ability to make a sound? So instead he lets his body speak. 
At first the sex is soft and intense, full of small gasps, long kisses and sweet words whispered against each other's skin. It's more about just being close to each other than the actual pleasure; the beautiful feeling of getting lost in each other, feeling of security sugared with the bliss caused and boosted by every stroke against the most intimate parts belonging only to the two of you. 
Holding hands also appears to be an important deal for Fenrys; a physical visualization of the trust and safety he feels while in your presence. It definitely adds intimacy, which he very much craves, to the moment and overall is a really sweet gesture that just naturally feels right. 
He always finds a way to connect your palms, no matter the position he has you in, and not even once it failed to work as the motion always turns out sweet, sexy or goofy and either way it's just amazing. 
And even decades into your relationship, when his trauma is just a blurry memory appearing in his nightmares from time to time, holding hands is as important as it was at the beginning of your shared journey. 
Another form of intimacy that Fenrys adores, is morning, cuddly sex. Or in general just cuddly, sleepy sex as we know this guy likes to take a nap during the day. 
It's slow and sloppy, with eyes still closed and face buried in each other's chest or neck, warm covers enveloping and keeping you safe in the small bubble of just you two, free from all the worries of the day. 
It is such a wholesome moment that lets you be close even in the most vulnerable state, plus the atmosphere is so sweet and cozy… Oh and I just know that Fenrys gets all sensitive then, too lost in the feeling to even care and keep the veneer of having some control over his body. 
He. Is. Such. A. Moaner.
Fenrys is vocal, never even trying to muffle the sounds YOU'RE pulling out of him. It feels so divine, so why would he keep it to himself? 
At first it's low grunts and hisses, slipping out of his mouth mindlessly as you clutch him so tightly and good, slowly turning into moans, each louder than the previous one, more desperate, as he's nearing his release. The sweet noises falling right into your ear, broken from time to time by a curse when the pleasure gets overwhelming. 
Now keep in mind that all this happens when he's the one on top, so when he's trying to keep himself together. 
I don't think Fenrys would be into the dom/sub dynamics due to his trauma; neither being at someone's mercy nor having someone absolutely helpless underneath really appeals to him. However, the top/bottom thing absolutely does appear in your bedroom. 
Being under Maeve's command for a century, it's rather reasonable that Fenrys would like to be a top and have control over the situation. (I even had a discussion with someone about this on my blog if you'd like to read more into it.) So while neither of you have more or less power over the other during sex, most of the time it's Fenrys that initiate, choose and control things. 
However, I'm a firm believer that Fenrys is a switch.
So with the right person and after the right amount of time, he would give up the control without any worries. And that's when you meet his absolutely new side. 
Like I already hinted, Fenrys gets sensitive and it doesn't take much for him to fall apart. Whether you're riding him, or working your hand or mouth along his length, his moans always somehow get louder and more desperate. 
And oh boy, try to edge him a little bit, and you get two outcomes.
One: you just turned on his playful mode and now he's going to pay you back with twice as much.
Two: he's falling into total submission and gets all whiny, begging you to let him cum because your hand on him feels so good and he can't take it anymore, but you keep teasing him, telling him that only good puppies get to cum and I'm jqhwjhwj 🥴😩
But anyway, back to playful Fenrys.
Of course having so many bad memories with sex, he tries his best to make it as pleasurable and comfortable experience as possible, both for you and him. 
And you know Fenrys, always with mischief in his eye and snarky comments ready for any occasion… I'm afraid his attitude in the bedroom doesn't differ too much. 
He is definitely the type of person to crack the most random joke in the middle of the fun, or stop and collapse into giggles at the weird sound either of you made or when the new position doesn't work quite like it should. 
Do I even have to mention all the dirty jokes he'd come up with? And you know it's not only you that hears them but the whole court. I swear everybody is so effin fed up with them yet it seems like Fenrys, the unbothered king of annoying his decayed ex comrades, comes up with a new joke every time he cums. 
(which is a lot cause the boy's sensitive as fuck but about that later)
He calls you his muse at this point as you're the reason behind most of them.
And if you can imagine Fenrys being playful during sex, then imagine what happens before. Because half of the time it's the tickling sessions that get you into the bedroom, starting as harmless fun and ending up with clothes scattered on the floor and sheets that definitely need to be changed after you're done. 
However I would be surprised hadn't it worked the other way around as well, as if you don't see lighthearted sex with Fenrys turning into a tickling fight then you clearly don't know him. 
Since we're talking about getting started… Fenrys loves you and sex with you, and ya know, you're not just some lover but his beloved, a person truly dear to him. So most of the time he'd want to do everything properly. That's why I dare say he is the king of foreplay. 
Fenrys knows perfectly how to get you into the mood, whether it be more giggly or sexy. He knows all your sensitive places, knows where to kiss and where to bite, what turns you on. 
Of course he enjoys quickies as well, every moment with (in) you is priceless. But why would he narrow himself to doing the bare minimum before entering you when he could have you squirting and begging for his cock?
I already said it in my previous headcanons, and Fenrys said it himself; his tongue is his best feature. So who am I to argue with him? 
This man. Is so fucking amazing at oral, that there's no enough words in the world to describe it. 
He just loves eating you out; love your taste, love the way you're arching and love the sound of your moans. He can spend hours, (and I really do believe I'm not overreacting), slowly drawing his tongue up and down your entrance, eyes closed in pleasure at the way your arousal feels on his lips. 
He absolutely outdoes himself in those moments, making sure no inch of yours is left without his attention. Kissing the soft flesh of your thighs, palms exploring the well known shape of your hips and waist as he fucks you little cunt; switching between your hole and clit, treating one with his lips while his fingers take care of the other. 
Start pulling at his hair and it only keeps him going. 
Just the sight of you falling apart under his touch is enough to leave him hard and ready. (Although, am I the only one that thinks he could cum by just eating you out…? He defo could, couldn't he?)
And just as much as he loves giving, he loves receiving. I already said that Fenrys gets whiny and sensitive when you're on your knees. He'd definitely fist your hair and watch in awe with mouth slightly open how you take his length, too hipnotised by the sight to be aware of the way his body reacts or the sounds slipping from between his lips.
He can hold himself for a pretty long time, but I do believe he wouldn't have any problems with cumming within minutes, especially when you're the one working on him. 
Fenrys might not be the horniest person at the beginning. Like I already said, demons of the past do take a toll on him. But as the years pass by, and with your love that makes him stronger with each day, I think I can say this guy is very much able to find any excuse to have sex. 
Whether it be a few minutes break before one meeting and another, an especially colder day, or just a very beautiful night, Fenrys can and will try to get you to bed as often as possible. 
Oh and I bet he wakes up with a boner almost every morning. Don't ask me why because I don't know, it's just a feeling that he does. What I know, though, is that there's no way he'd handle it himself when you're laying by his side 😏. 
There are three ways to solve this and he's not going to complain either way. 
Feeling comfortable, Fenrys is the first one to experiment and try new things. As long as it doesn't harm either of you, and doesn't trigger any bad memories, he's down for whatever you propose. 
After all, sex is all about fun and pleasure, so why not find as many ways to do so as possible? 
Actually the only things that he is strongly against would be degrading and bondage, besides that he's willing to give everything else a try.
Those that read my previous headcanons will most likely recall the fabulous white, fluffy tail plug and wolf/dog ears to match. 
And as much as I consider my previous hcs a disaster, this is something I stand my ground on. What's more, I do believe Fenrys would be absolutely and thoroughly into roleplays and dressing ups. AND I DARE YOU TO TELL ME I'M WRONG. You can't. 
It's sexy and goofy at the same time, and given that these two adjectives are literally Fenrys' life motto…
He'd love to have you in doggy as you wear the plug, or even more, pressed against the kitchen counter as you decided to wear it (only it) while making him breakfast. Or when you ride him wearing a sexy cowgirl outfit, bouncing on his cock with tits falling out of the tight unbuttoned shirt, tied under your breast. Would he chase you with a lasso through the house before that? You already know the answer. 
And do I even have to mention Fenrys in the play boy or maid costume?
This man is such a teaser. It goes all the way from leaving small kisses and little touches all over your body for the whole day, to purposely slowing down the peace of his thrusts. 
He'd also strip for you. Painfully slowly taking off each piece of clothing as you watch him with lips watering (I'm talking about both types 👀). And had you shown any type of impatience, he would turn it against you and call you desperate for him, as if he's not taking so long for this exact purpose. 
But when Fenrys finally does crawl his naked frame over you, he makes sure to make all this waiting worth it. He worships you like no one else ever could, touching and kissing every inch of skin he can find, devouring the sight below him with eyes blown with desire, words of admiration slipping out of his mouth like sparks out of bonfire. 
Words might not hold such powerful meaning as actions, but it doesn't make them any less important for Fenrys. Not only does he use every chance he gets to compliment you, more than once not even realizing it, smothering you with praises and pet names whether it be in lovesick awe or overwhelmed with pleasure, but craves to hear those sweet words fall from your mouth directed to him.
He seeks your attention and admiration like a puppy, melting in your palms as you pamper him with love. 
My man is not big on sharing. Even though I'd love to believe that he agrees to bring another person to your bedroom from time to time, especially a man as I whole believe that he is bisexual, I think it would be rather a rarity. Well, he's not interested in other women when you're the only one he needs and wants, and also it would take a lot of time and reassurance for him to share you with another man. But once you talk it through… Dorian would be more than willing, that's for sure. 
Oh, I had some trouble deciding whether he is a boobs or ass guy, and Julle solved within seconds saying that he's both. And yeah, I do see that. 
Fenrys would love sleeping with his face in your breasts, or play with them as you're laying in bed with a book, not paying attention to him so he has to entertain himself. And he loves sucking at your titties, trying to get you to orgasm just by that. 
But at the same time he would waste no opportunity to slap your butt as he walks past or fucking you from behind. Nor would he complain as you sit on his face with full weight. 
Ah and how could I forget? What's a better way to worship your pussy than filling it with cum? Watching his cock slide out white from how full of him you are, seeing his seed leak out and drip down your thighs? 
You know he's trying to put as many puppies in you as he can. 
And as a cherry on top I can offer you naked domestic Fenrys. It is a good thing that he's comfortable, of course it is, however, once he does, he doesn't differ much from a toddler. Run after him with pants all you want, he's not going to put them on, parading through the whole house in all the glory. 
But honestly? Is it so bad? I mean, people pay big money for less effective views, so I wouldn't complain and feast my eyes all I can. 
In this long as toilet paper essay, we came to the conclusion that sex with Fenrys can be sexy, funny, intense, loving and hundreds of other kinds. But what is one thing that they all have in common? ✨ Aftercare ✨ (you can see I'm losing my shit here? Sorry, I'm just tired, maybe I'll rewrite this part tomorrow)
After the fun is over, no matter how long or hard it was, Fenrys will always make sure you're okay before doing anything else. It is his priority to help you come down after your high, asking if you need anything whether it be water, a helpful hand in getting cleaned, a bath or simply snuggles. 
And though he'd never expect from you anything you cannot give, it makes his heart flutter when you do the same thing for him. So maybe ask if he's okay, or play with his hair as he's falling asleep, whispering praises against his forehead, and it would definitely make him happier. 
Fenrys is an amazing lover, thoughtful and passionate, open minded and big on boundaries. He can offer you the whole world and crawl out of his skin to bring you pleasure, and still stop without a second thought when you say no. And he does expect the same thing from you.
Because at the end of the day, consent is the sexiest thing you can give him.
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iambilliejeanok · 2 years
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i love(!) your “sleeping with uchihas” headcanons! Is it possible for you to do one with hashirama, tobirama and jiraiya?
Warnings: 18+, nsfw/sfw headcanons,somno
Omg I’m so sleepy myself.
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Jiraiya
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This gentle giant is reserved for those of us who love to cuddle up throughout the night. His muscles are soft and supple and his beefy arms feel like pillows wrapped around you all nice and snug.
He’s actually a deep sleeper, and has a hard time waking up in the mornings. Soft kisses and running your fingers through his thick mane isn’t enough to wake him up even in the slightest. That’s like poking a tortoises shell and hoping it will jump up. Be fucking fr. You’ve gotta straddle his waist and bounce on him, pick up his arms and carelessly drop them back down to the bed and maybe even push him over a little, that’s if you’re strong enough. He weighs over 200lbs(because I said so) so good luck with that hun.
Our handsome bugga boo over here is EXTREMELY cuddly, practically using your body like a weighted stuffed animal. He believes in falling asleep together and love to snuggle throughout the night. For someone as big as he is though he’s naturally able to regulate his temperature, he once explained it to you before…something about a special chakra control technique provided to him by the toads to help themselves survive in extreme temperatures.
Please lay ontop of him🥺 nothing he loves more than feeling your weight and smelling your scent all over him, his hands rubbing as much of your body as he can, your warm skin against his palms oh so soothing to him.
Look okay. When it’s time to sleep, Jiraiya is going to sleep. He’s not going to attempt to touch you in a sexual way while you’re asleep because guess what, he’s asleep too. Maybe you could be the little pervert this time around.
Jiraiya does love a steaming hot session in the morning however. Because he sleeps so hard he always wakes up feeling very refreshed, and with you clinging to his body like velcro, he’s tempted to start touching, grabbing and fondling his sleeping beauty.
He frequently starts off your mornings with the most intense head you’ve ever experienced in your life. You wonder if the devil himself taught him how to torture you like this, his warm tongue so soft yet strong against your clit as he swirls and sucks on it, bringing you to a ball of tears in just a few minutes.
Fight him, pull on his hair, grip the sheets, cry, please cry, scream at him, beg him. He doesn’t care, he knows you really do love this, and he’s determined to reduce you to jelly as soon as he’s finished with you. You might still whimper a few minutes after he’s cleaned you up, post orgasm wracking your entire body that’s just so sensitive, any kind of touch, vibration or disturbance makes you whine.
But it’s okay to start your mornings off like this you see, Jiraiya loves to baby you any chance he gets, and will gladly help you get ready for work, washing your whole body for you, softly whining in his ear, your hand death gripping his well defined forearm as he gently washes your intimate area, still extremely sensitive from your morning alarm.
If you’re feeling sleepy after your shower he will literally carry you around the house, letting you sleep in his arms, your head laying in his shoulder while he supports you with one arm. He might lay on the couch and have a quick morning nap with you so snuggly against him before he wakes you up for work.
10/10 for the clingy and cuddly babies.
Hashirama
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Just like he’s the god of shinobi, he’s also the god of sleeping in the bed with don’t you know? Keep up.
He’s understanding and patient nature make it possible for him to sleep well with anyone really. It doesn’t matter if you’re the cuddly cutie or the solo baby, he’s more than okay with whatever works best for you.
He loves it when you hold his hand though, that’s something he truly enjoys while sleeping, and not tangle your legs with his too?
And just like our giant teddy bear Jiraiya, he’s body is also soft and huggable, and he feels so good wrapped around you. He always smell like heaven, this deep rooty smell, maybe it’s because of his hair products, but the scent makes you wanna lick him to make sure he’s not actually walking food. Because he smells so yummy.
He also won’t attempt to try anything in the middle of the night, just because he doesn’t actually know much about that stuff. People have sex with their sleeping partners? He’s never heard of that before. He’s not interested. It’s weird to him. Not something he feels comfortable exploring.
He does love a good session or two…or three or four before bed, and he’s so manipulative while he’s fucking you through tears and petty little whines. Sometimes while you’re shaking uncontrollably and having a hard time underneath him he laughs at you, “My sweet baby, you’re going to have a peaceful sleep tonight huh?”, he teases, easily picking you up and carrying you to the bathroom to clean you up, retuning you to bed, holding you tight until you’ve recovered. He loves that you want to be extremely close to him afterwards, it makes him feel needed.
I guess that’s why you’re experiencing better sleep. 9/10.
Tobirama
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Such a damn baby. He cannot and will not sleep if you don’t spoon him. He needs you to rub his chest or play with his ear, and will lift up your thigh and wrap it around his hip incase you forgot wtf is going on right now. As soon as the lights go off and you wrapped your arms around him he becomes all sorts of needy and dependent, he’s reserved for those of us who love to nurture and care for our partners.
Can you be surprised though? His co dependent nature around you should’ve told you all you needed to know. But what can you say, you love putting your man baby to sleep every night, holding him tight and falling asleep beside him is actually enjoyable, but, some nights Tobirama will be the big spoon, and as expected, he’s really good at it. He will push his knee between your thighs and wrap an arm around you, might even lean into you a little to smell more of you before sleep takes over.
He sleeps like a rock, and you wonder if he’s even alive some nights since he’s so quiet and still.
He leans towards the sick and twisted side when it comes to making love to you, so yes, if he wakes up in the middle of the night and can’t sleep, he will turn toward you with that sinister look in his eyes. Tobirama is sneaky though, and sometimes you’ll only find out that he played around with you once you wake up in the morning and you’re butt naked😃. He really loves to slip in between your thighs and eat you out a little, carefully stretching you out with his tongue, and you never fail to surprise him with the needy noises you make during your sleep. Are dreaming about him perhaps? Once you’re all wet and warm from his work, he’ll try and slip it in. It takes a minute for him to even get the tip in, and you’ll surely wake up at some point, but he quickly hushes you back to sleep, and softly fondling your breasts, he’ll find sleep again.
He’s head is always up the clouds when he’s sheathed inside of you like this. But your pussy always hurts the fist couple hours of the day.
8/10 he’s for the determined ones.
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sweetkpopmusings · 1 year
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vernon boyfriend headcanons <3
a/n: i wasn't planning on posting his so soon, but i had a wonderfully cute dream of vernon the night before last, so i couldn't resist !! i carry a keychain with pictures of vernon in it. the keychain also includes charms that spell out "sweet boy" because that's what he is. a sweet boy <;3333333 pics not mine !
content: fluff | wc: 1.3k | warnings: none! | pairing: boyfriend!vernon x gn!reader | requests: open
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vernon ! hansol ! love of my life ! light of my world ! sweet baby boy ! no words are enough for you but i will write over a thousand here to showcase just how lovely you are <33333
alrighty folks we've got a silly little guy on our hands!!! who also loves so deeply it takes your breath away
he reminds me of the first flutters of butterflies in your stomach
or the first time you feel lightning bolts in your fingertips as you accidentally brush against someone you're starting to feel something more towards
he is the king of small shy smiles
before you two get together, you are the one who smiles shyly at everything he does because he's so gentle, so sweet, and so lighthearted
he's never trying to hide that he likes you, and it almost goes entirely unsaid because he simply makes you feel so wonderful you just know there's something there between you too
after you two are together, this boy almost always replies to your compliments, looks, and touches with a small, shy smile
and probably a lil chuckle too because he just doesn't know how to process how cute you are and how wonderful you make him feel !!!
he is so earnest with you
even when he's joking around with you, every word he says is full of love and care
if he's sending you funny pictures and memes, you can feel the thought behind it all because it's just so you, so vernon
like he's curating everything he gives you to what he knows and loves about you
he's so thoughtful that knowing you becomes pure instinct to him
you almost never have to explain yourself to him
because he gets it
my chest is bursting at the thought of this so i gotta switch to more cutesy stuff
he absolutely adores casual cuddling
one of his favorite cuddles is having your legs draped over his lap, your arm slung behind his neck, and your head resting against his shoulder while you watch tv
he also loves to be in that position on your lap when he's sleepy because he can doze off against your shoulder and tuck his head in the crook of your neck if the lights are too bright even after he shuts his eyes :-(
vernon's also obsessed with lying his head on your chest when you're in bed so he can listen to your heartbeat
that is his absolute FAVORITE position to take naps in. he also gets extremely soft when you lie with your head on his chest
inside he is trying to calm his heartbeat down so it's actually relaxing for you because no matter how long you've been together his heart races whenever you're near him because he loves you so much
little does he know that you absolutely love his heartbeat and feel so safe and warm even when it's racing because it's so cute that he's still excited whenever you're around
another top cuddling style in bed for vernon is when y'all are spooning (he's happy to be the big or little spoon <3) and you're softly wrapped around each other while scrolling on your phones or sleepily chatting
sharing music is one of his love languages, so he finds it so intimate to lie on the living room floor together, pillows or couch cushions under your heads, and listening to music
he has a playlist specifically for that and he's always adding to it because he's always thinking of music he wants to share and experience with you
despite being so overwhelmed with how much he loves you, he's also so clueless
he can do the hottest thing in the world and you're blushing and entirely stunned and he's just looks at you with a furrowed brow and a tilted head
he's standing there like ???? you good ???? meanwhile you're standing there like *dial-up noises*
he will also do the SWEETEST things
like you'll be talking about your day while eating food and then he'll mention something you said months ago and say "i was thinking about that story you told me about your favorite childhood toy, and it actually matches who you are so well, even now because..." and he'll explain himself by connecting little things he notices about you now that relate to that toy
you've completely stopped eating, your jaw is on the floor, and you can't believe that he not only remembered something you talked about briefly months ago but thought about it on his own in such depth that he had a whole tedtalk about it
once again he has unintentionally broken your brain but has no idea why you're reacting like that because he's just acting in a way that comes naturally to him
another thing that comes naturally to him is sharing clothes
he always takes pieces of your style and incorporates it into his fashion because he likes being reminded of you wherever he goes
sometimes he'll ask you if he can borrow a pair of sunglasses you have, or he'll ask you where you got a pair of pants
at first you don't realize what he's doing, but one day he shows up in an outfit you've worn before and you joke about him turning into you
he smiles and says "i like it when my clothes remind me of you"
heart = melted
that's how you both start combining your wardrobes and tastes
even if they're entirely opposite each other, there will always be things you exchange to blend together your styles
vernon loves this because it reflects how you two have blended your lives together <3
eventually you have matching couple outfits, but it's entirely unintentional LOL
sometimes vernon will have a strange outfit on, but seventeen knows better than to make fun of anything he wears of yours / in your style
the one time seungkwan made fun of a hat vernon borrowed from you, vernon gave seungkwan a look that had him begging for his life
no one knew vernon could be so scary but that's just how fiercely he adores you and your individuality <3
he is such a fierce supporter of you living the life you want and in the way you want
he thinks any dreams or goals you have are attainable and he will support you in every way possible
he also will validate you constantly. if you're feeling insecure, he will listen to you and tell you that he understands what it feels like to have those thoughts. he then follows that by reminding you of everything he loves about you and how he truly thinks you are the most interesting and amazing person in the world
he may be scared to show his deepest fears/insecurities, but, with you, it's different
when he gets to know your mind so deeply, he wants you to know his in the same way
he cherishes that kind of emotional and intellectual intimacy between you two like nothing else
in less serious ways, he shows this by creating a world for just the two of you
you've got your own languages of facial expressions, gestures, phrases, and even pictures/gifs/emojis
not only can you two communicate with the slightest of facial expressions, you become so in tune with each other's body languages that you know how the other is feeling immediately
if he sees you get uncomfortable by the slightest of shifts in your body/energy, he'll give you a reassuring look that tells you he's ready to leave if you are
i see him as the type of guy to communicate through hand squeezes too :,-)
if you're in a group and he thinks something you said is super funny, he'll laugh really hard and then lightly squeeze your hand to tell you just how tickled pink he is
he will do the same thing if he needs you for something
if he's anxious or overwhelmed, he will naturally search for your hand and you'll know by the feel of it that he needs to be held in some way
so you just intertwine your fingers and give him a tight squeeze that says i'm here
and he feels completely safe again :-(
i'm screaming into my pillow goodbye i love vernon so much
truly vernon loves you so so genuinely and authentically that you can never doubt it. he thinks you are a precious gift in his life and he cherishes you beyond belief
i hope everyone gets the vernon they deserve <3
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