THIS WAS SO GOOD AND CUTE OMG

hello hello hello -amelia

HI AMELIA <33

Hi!! Would love to ask for a request for Bakugou comfort with cuddles under the moonlight.

For quiet,shy reader,that doesn't sees hope in the future and beauty on herself.

Thank you ♥️

I guess this is set in their days at UA, I’m thinking at the end of their third year. I’m sorry this took a while, I’ve been trying to work from the oldest to towards the newer ones, at least mostly. I feel like this turned out okay, even if not exactly as you asked

You had snuck out of your dorms to meet Bakugou in the clearing behind his dorm building. The clearing was surrounded by tall trees, but since it was a full moon, it wasn’t dark. You peeked your head out from behind a tree to see if Bakugou was already there. He was sitting almost in the middle of the clearing and looking up at the sky.

You tried to sneak up on him, but somehow he noticed your presence and turned his head in your direction.

“Oh come on. Do you have superhuman senses or something?” you complained playfully and stood behind him with your hands on his shoulders.

“Fuck yeah I do” he smirked. “Sorry I’ve been so damn busy. We’re graduating soon so the exams are a bother, on top of the internship too”

“Yeah, don’t worry about it” you said, but Bakugou could detect a hint of annoyance in your voice.

“You okay? You seem peeved about something” he asked, tilting his head back to look at you.

“It’s just… Do you think we’ll be together after we graduate? I mean, you’re gonna have your career as a hero, and I don’t even know what the hell I’m gonna do with my life yet. I probably wanna go to college, but it might be a bit hard with my grades, and I don’t want to be a burden to you either” you rambled and started pacing back and forth in front of him.

“First of all wow. Second of all, what the fuck are you going on about?” Bakugou asked with a weirded out look on his face.

“You know what I mean. I’m sure you don’t want someone like me for a partner, I’m a failure” you said, still pacing.

Bakugou grabbed you by your wrist, and basically yanked you down so you stumbled into his lap. He embraced you tightly, before loosening his grip to look at you with a very serious expression.

“I have no fuckin idea where you’re getting this whole ‘failure’ bullshit, but if I’ve ever given you the impression I think like that about you, I’m so fuckin sorry” he said.

“It’s not coming from you. It’s just… I don’t want you to have any regrets about me in the future” you said, not looking him in the eyes.

“Love, if you think I could ever regret being with the person I love the most in this whole fuckin world, you’re crazy” he growled, but the look in his eyes was soft.

“You’re sure?” you asked.

“Yes” he nodded.

You weren’t really used to someone being such a permanent fixture in your life. You usually felt like everyone just passed you by in life, never staying, and it often made you wonder if there was something wrong with you. Bakugou was different, he’d been there for you since you met in your first year at UA and you hoped the two of you would be together for as long as life allowed.

“I know that face, what are you thinking about?” he asked.

“I know this might sound a bit naive, but I hope we’ll be together as long as we live” you smiled.

“I’ll love you for the rest of my life, you can count on that” Bakugou said and placed a kiss on your forehead, wrapping his arms around you tighter.

You didn’t feel so bad anymore, there was hope for the future after all, especially as long as Bakugou was by your side.

First Time Omega: Chapter 1

THE BEGINNING

Being an Omega was supposed to be an honor. It meant you were responsible for the majority of the continuation of humanity. It was your duty to be a good Dam, stay home, raise strong pups, and take care of your pack. It was supposed to be a joy. At least that's what everyone is taught. Omega's are told they're special and given all his praise just to keep them complacent and force them into to accept their position in society. Most Omega's would not mind who they are, what they were born to be. Most families wouldn't think twice about their child's secondary gender. 

An Alpha is strong, they are who go on to become the number one heroes and deadliest villains... or so they say. Alphas protect the pack and keep everyone safe. Alpha's are the ones almost always in the spotlight. Beta's are strong as well, just maybe not as strong. They're not often considered as special. Most of the population belongs to this group. Beta's for the most part are normal. They don't have to worry about heats and ruts, or their pheromones going crazy. They're the more level headed ones in most situations. They can hold positions just about anywhere in the community. That leaves us with the Omegas. The group with the least amount of rights... though no one would ever admit to that. Omega's could only work as caregivers, unless you happened to be mated to an Alpha who would allow you to tag along. Some heroes had mated Omegas that they formed a team with. The current number one hero was actually a mated pair with the Number two who happened to be his omega. This is better than how things once were, of course, when if you were born omega you had no say, no vote, no voice. You stayed home with the pups and were only useful as a breeding machine. Compared to that... this is better.

Your family still believed in these archaic things. They were all very old fashioned and didn't agree with the change and progress that had been made in omegan and beta rights. They were all proud, strong Alphas. Every single one of them... until the day you were born. It was a dark day, a stain on the family history when you began presenting signs of being an Omega. How could your mother, shining pillar of her pack, possibly have given birth to a lowly omega. How could she have possibly brought in a being that was so worthless all it was good for was satisfying an alpha. She was disgusted. Not only was she disgusted... she refused to allow it. 

She used her family wealth to pay off a private doctor, demanding they keep your secondary gender a secret and under wraps. And so you went on blockers. A special little pill designed to help fully grown omegas navigate life. In a low dose it was just enough to keep an Omega's scent from being too strong so they don't cause a disruption in public. You were put on a dose nearly ten times as strong. It fully stopped any sort of development. Making you almost fully unrecognizable as an Omega. Infact unless they were a medical professional... everyone thought you were a Beta. Which... still wasn't great but at least it was better than being an Omega. At least, according to your mother, you had a real purpose. 

So you lived your life, constantly making sure you were taking your medications, hiding who you truly were, and living in fear of being caught. Growing up with a parent who hated you for something you couldn't control was... also not so great. She was cold and calculating and distant. She made it well known she despised your existence and everything it meant for her. Though of course to keep appearances she had to publicly make it look like she was at least a mostly decent mother. If she had it her way, you would have been shipped off to some Omega heat facility to be pushed off on what ever Alpha wanted to have pups and matched compatibility with you genetically. After all that's what her pack did. 

Everyone in your mother's pack was an alpha. They were all just like her. They were old money with old fashion ways of thinking. They took pride in being the only fully alphan pack. There was no place for beta's or omegas in their world. When they were ready to expand, the next generation would go to a heat facility and be matched with who ever would give them the best odds of producing more alpha offspring.  It was all transactional and absolutely no love. The omega chosen would live with which ever alpha they were paired with until the pup or pups were born then immediately sent back. This kept the pup from growing attached to the omega. Sure it wasn't healthy for the Omega or the Pup, but they didn't care about that. All that mattered to them was continuing their strong genetics in the next generation. It lead to the Alpha's all being very... anti Beta/Omega and pro Alpha. Most of the kids that you grew up around all would look at you with disdain. You were nothing more than a lowly Beta in their eyes, a grunt worker, a servant among the upper class. 

If only they knew. If any of them found out what you truly were... You'd be thrown out in the streets if you were lucky. If you weren't... well... It wouldn't surprise you if soon after learning the truth you were found dead. Not only you, but your mother too... okay so maybe she wouldn't wind up dead but she'd wish she were. Disinherited, disowned, dishonored... This was all something your mother had pounded into your head. She tormented you with the constant reality of your situation to keep you in line, to keep you from missing eve one dose of your medication. The fear of what would happen to you both if you were discovered needed to be what kept you in line. It sure as hell couldn't be her love. She had none of that for you. You were the blight that she was left to deal with. And even despite knowing this, knowing how much she hated your pure existence... you couldn't help but feel love for the only family you had ever known.

So you took your medicine like a good kid, you did every single thing you were told. You made sure to be absolutely perfect. Never make a mistake. All the best grades. You couldn't risk anything less. And you succeeded in this for most of your life. Any normal family would have been proud to have a kid like you. For years everything was fine. You were left to your studies, you went to the best college money could buy. You may have been a "beta" but you were still from the esteemed L/N family. Your mother had to give you the best as was expected of her to do by society. And everything worked perfectly as it should... until the day it didn't. 

First Time Omega - Chapter 1 - CatastrophicallyBlue - 僕のヒーローアカデミア | Boku no Hero Academia | My Hero Academia (Anime & Manga) [Archive of Our Own]

This was the hottest thing ever omg I might die

Freak

Pairing(s): Eddie Munson x F!Reader

Summary: You can't get enough of Eddie's cock and he can't get enough of you.

Tags: 18+, rough sex, pwp, p in v, smut, dirty talk, praise kink, slight degradation kink, light anal play, rough oral sex (male receiving), crying during sex, fluff

Word Count: 1.1k

A/N: Started this last night at 1 a.m. and my brain wouldn't let me sleep until I finished it, so, here it is. Also using this as my entry for @huffle-pissed’s Vibes and Valentines challenge (months late, I know, ‘cause I suck) where my prompt was, “You like it that much, huh?”, and that’ll be in bold. Thank you to my darling @makeadealwithdean for beta-ing! GIF is mine. Hope you guys enjoy!

You can also read me on Ao3!

EDDIE MUNSON MASTERLIST | STRANGER THINGS MASTERLIST | MAIN MASTERLIST

“Jesussss fuck,” Eddie lets out, low and breathy as he watches you take him all the way in your mouth. You’re on your knees, thighs spread, topless, cheer skirt still on, and Eddie reaches down to brush some hair out of your face when you look up at him through your lashes, gentle and loving, like you’re not gagging on his cock. He grabs himself at his base with one hand before pulling back, and you release him with a soft ‘pop’. “Look at me, honey — good girl — let me see —”

You already know what he wants. You open your mouth and stick your tongue out, keeping your lust-filled gaze on him.

“Fuck, you’re so perfect,” he praises, tapping his cock on your tongue. He moves to drag it along your cheek and you start to follow it, hungry for more. He chuckles deeply. “You like it that much, huh? Jesus.” 

He seems enamored with you, almost, like he can’t believe this is real life even though you’ve sucked him off plenty. You nod eagerly in response and smile with your eyes, your mouth still open and waiting for him. 

“Shit, alright. God, you’re so good, baby,” he says, pushing himself into you again. You keep your eyes on his, tears forming in the corners of yours as his cock hits the back of your throat. “So, so good. ‘Course I’m gonna give you whatever you want when you look at me like that. Shit, are those tears, sweetheart?”

You nod around his dick, and you’ve got about 30 seconds left in you before you’re gonna need some air. You can feel the first few tears running down your face, and you know all too well what it’s going to do to him.

“Fuckin’ crying ‘cause you love my cock so much? Jesus — fuck.”

You take a deep breath through your nose when he finally pulls back, because you know what’s coming. 

“I’m gonna wreck that pretty little throat of yours. Would you like that, princess?”

You nod. Fucking please.

He smirks, grabbing a fistful of your hair, and then he’s thrusting into your mouth with abandon. The room sounds like the audio to one of Eddie’s porn movies — the ones that Steve sneaks him sometimes — gagging and panting and a dirty fucking half-choke, half-gargle coming from you every time he hits the back of your throat. Your mascara’s running, and you feel like you’re on a different fucking planet when he fucks you like this. Spit’s dripping down your chin, onto your skirt, and your arousal is definitely creating a wet spot on the floor where you’re sat. 

“Jesus. Fucking. Christ.” He accentuates the Lord’s full name with three hard final thrusts, pulling out of you completely, grabbing you by your wrist and yanking you to your feet before you can even begin to process what’s happening. He bends you over the bed and flips up your skirt, dragging his cock through your folds once, twice, before entering you with ease. His hand is still in your hair, and he’s pulling your head up off the mattress as he resumes fucking you. 

You whine, turning your head to the side and opening your mouth, sticking your tongue out, because as good as he felt, you needed something in between your lips. 

“Oh, you’re gonna be the fuckin’ death of me. Fuck,” he pants, giving you what you want by placing two ringed fingers in your mouth.

You wrap your lips around them, sucking and humming contently, as he keeps thrusting into you hard and fast. 

“So fuckin’ greedy, baby. Need all your holes fuckin’ filled to shut you up, hm?” He takes his hand out of your hair and moves it down to your ass, his thumb dangerously close to your hole. “Is that what you want?” he continues. “Be fuckin’ plugged up?”

You nod frantically, managing a desperate, “mhm!” around his fingers. He slows down his thrusts for a few seconds, spitting onto your crack, dragging it down with his thumb and circling your hole. 

“Right there?” he teases, and you could start crying again with need. 

You manage something that sounds like a “please”, and it’s good enough for him. He resumes his brutal pace as he sticks his thumb in, and it’s just to the first knuckle, but it’s enough to send you into a near-delirious state. 

“Good girl,” Eddie praises, and you can hear the smirk in his voice. “So fuckin’ good at being so fuckin’ dirty.”

You let out a noise somewhere between a moan and a whine, and he sinks his thumb all the way in in response. 

“That what you wanted? Jesus, you drive me crazy with your fuckin’ whining. Shit,” he speeds up his thrusts. “I give you everything you want and you still fuckin’ whine, you notice that?”

“‘m sorry!” you manage to cry out, full on sobbing now as his cock hits your sweet spot with every thrust; moments away from your release. 

“No, it’s alright, princess. Just can’t get enough of me, can you?”

You shake your head, almost violently, accidentally ejecting his fingers from your mouth. 

“Please, please, please, please,” you chant through more sobs.

“Please what, baby? Tell me what you want,” he pants. His thrusts grow faster and sloppier, and you know he’s close, too. 

“Please, can I come!? Eddie, please, let me —”

“Oh, fuck. You can come, sweetheart —”

You’re pretty sure the scream you let out echoes through the whole trailer park as your orgasm hits you like a fucking tidal wave. 

“Fuck, oh my God — shit, you’re too perfect, I can fuckin’ feel you — ohhh, fuuuuck.”

You’re not even halfway through riding out your high before you feel Eddie filling you up, and you wish you could bottle up the sounds he’s making and keep them forever. 

He falls over you moments later, and you whimper at the loss of his thumb when he uses his forearms on either side of you to keep himself from crushing you completely, placing soft kisses to your nape and shoulder blades as you find your breathing again. He nuzzles into the crook of your neck, placing another kiss there before mumbling, “I mean it. You’re gonna be the death of me.” 

You giggle sleepily, slowly coming out of your daze. “Hey, it’s not the worst way to go.” 

He chuckles, and you feel his chest vibrate against your bare back. “Well,” he places a kiss on your temple, “can’t argue with that… You okay?” he asks, taking in your mascara-stained cheeks and the fucked-out look on your face.

“Mhm,” you reply dreamily. “Think I want ice cream. Throat’s sore… jaw’s sore.”

“I’m so sorry, sweetheart. You need to tell me if I’m being too —”

“I will, Eds,” you interrupt, before he can start feeling guilty, “But I like the ache, I promise.”

He huffs a quiet laugh, shaking his head before kissing your temple again. “You’re such a freak.”

You smile. “And you love it.”

He nods. “And I love it.”

|♡| RULES AND REGULATIONS |♡|

|♡| Hello Everyone! This post will keep all my rules for requests, necessary explanations for my content, and examples of what can and cant be requested! Please read this list thoroughly if you plan to make a request or want to ask me any questions!  |♡|

♡ Most of my posts will lead up to some sort of smut or NSFW scene. As of now, I do not plan to until I get a little more comfortable using Tumblr however it is a goal of mine. If you do not wish to see this, my NSFW stories will be clearly marked on my masterlist as well as will have the #devil’s tango by ari which you are encouraged to block if you are uncomfortable!! 

♡ All characters (both of my own and from other sources of media) are of age and are strongly hinted to be in their mid-20s unless specified. This statement of course is exempt if the story has scenes from flashbacks or from childhood. 

- I strongly believe that smut written about characters, particularly in anime, is perfectly fine as long as they are realistically aged up, even if they are not cannonly over 18 in their source material. Majority of these characters do not in any shape or form have pubescents bodies or looks realistic to their age as they are meant to be attractive to the eye. Similarly to that, characters who come from pedophilic sources, or do look like a minor (without a age up or alternative look in the source material) WILL NOT BE WRITTEN! 

Example: 

- BIG FAT HARD NO! This is  great example of how head-size, body proportions, and many other things effect the look of a character! Boobs are not inherently sexual, however the intention with a character who clearly looks like a child is disgusting! ♡ My Y/N has a AFAB body and if pronouns are mentioned they will be She/Her. Keep in mind majority of my stories are from the 3rd perspective and use You/Your/Yourself to address the reader so pronouns are rarely used unless by being addressed from another character. The reason for this is because I do not know how AMAB bodies function or work since I am a AFAB myself and I don't want to create a cringe, unrealistic portrayal. 

♡ You can say anything through my asks!! I usually address my asks as “requests” out of old habits however I am also open to discussions, chats, and any long drabbles you want to throw my way as long as they are respectful to my rules. Please be aware that if I am uncomfortable, if you ignore my rules, or if I don’t know how to respond I may not respond at all! I may also use your ask as an example for this post so other people know what not to do. No offence is intended! 

- As a side note, my dms are always open! I know sometimes I get nervous to ask in peoples inbox and sometimes dms are the more comfortable way to express my love for something. If you want to know about a future update for a series or something of the like, DM is my preferred way. I will either respond individually or make a post based on demand. Also questions about my universes, prompts, drabbles, and many other things are encouraged to be asked in my inbox if you are comfortable.  ♡ I write about a vast majority of my interests! It may not always be consistent to one particular fandom! I mostly write fluff and smut, however I LOVE writing angst when I’m in the mood. I love reading angst to fluff / hurt comfort (if you have any good recommendations send them my way) however I don’t know if this is a writing topic I do often. I also have a BIG soft-spot for established relationships and being sensual while having sex so my writing will reflect that. 

- One of my other interests is Exophillia, which is “’a attraction whose object is the sexuality of extraterrestrials.’ In other words, it is a desire for extraterrestrial, alien, or other non-human life forms.” For me this includes werewolves, demons, shape-shifters, mermaids, and many other monsters! You have been warned!

♡ If you would like to see more of a character, a plot line, or of a particular post you can dm me, or ask. Again, not guaranteed I will respond if I don’t feel up to it but don’t be afraid to add your own ideas or tell me what you want to see more of. 

♡ and to state the obvious... NO HOMOPHOBIA, RASCISM, XENOPHOBIA, PEDOPHILLIA, HATEFULLNESSS, AND BULLYING. 

ONG THIS WAS TOO CUTE 💕💕

Bakugou x reader

warnings: none, thunderstorms lol.

a/n: Just a lil something based on my adventures last night haha

The first crackle of thunder sounds throughout the house and Katsuki takes the headphones off his ears and pauses his game. He stares at the door to the game room with a tiny smirk.

“Yo Blasty, you good over there? Why are we paused?” Denki says over the headset.

“Just gimme a damn second Sparky. I’m waiting on somethin’,” he says, eyes still locked on the closed door.

Lightning lights up the sky a few minutes later and right after, a large crack of thunder shakes the house so much Katsuki winces slightly. His smile widens as he hears the commotion in the house.

A door being wrenched open, a pair of soft stomps getting closer to the game room door and then finally, the door bursting open to show a very terrified you standing in the doorway looking at Katsuki with wide eyes and your hands cupped over your ears.

“Ahh there she is,” Katsuki says, chuckling to himself. He holds a hand out to you and very quickly you tiptoe over to him, grab his hand and slip onto his lap to bury your face in his neck.

“What’s going on man, you good?” It’s Kirishima’s voice this time, a hint of worry in his voice.

“Tsk, yeah I’m good. Will just have a guest with me for the rest of the time we’re playin’,” he says, wrapping an arm around your back to maneuver you so he can comfortably reach the mouse. Another rumble of thunder and you whimper and tighten your grip around his neck.

“Where are your headphones Sweets?” he asks softly in your ear.

“Dead and charging,” you reply in a muffled voice from his neck.

He chuckles again. “S’alright. I gotcha,” he whispers.

You’re so goddamn cute when you’re like this. You’re usually not this clingy. Sure, you like to hold his hand when the two of you are out, or you drape a leg over him when the two of you are sitting on the couch watching tv, but usually you’re to yourself, quiet and vibing.

“Tell the guys I say hi,” you say, as your breath tickles his neck.

“They can hear ya,” he replies ”Don’t be rude fuckers, say hi to my girl,” he bites back.

A chorus of hellos ring out from the headsets and you smile at the screen before another thunderclap hits and your back to hiding in Katsuki’s neck.

Katsuki won’t admit it aloud but thunderstorms are his favorite. It never fails. Whenever the storms start you find him wherever he is in the house and cling to him for dear life. He knows you’re strong, knows you don’t usually show this vulnerability around anyone else but he loves that you show it with him. He loves the idea that when you’re completely terrified you run to him, you seek him out, you trust him enough to protect you.

So he holds you and rubs your back as you koala onto him during the storm. He places soft kisses on your forehead between cool downs and breaks while he’s gaming with the rest of his friends and when your headphones are finally charged, he plays with one hand so you can sit at his feet and squeeze his hand when the thunder is too loud for the music to drown out.

“Alright fuckers, don’t think just cuz I’m gaming with one hand you’ll be able to beat me. I’ll dominate you all,” he says as he gives you one last peck on the forehead and unpauses the game.

Announcements!! Here are the current banners for upcoming fics, lemme know which you like most <3 These are all requests I have received and I'm desperately trying to catch up lol, but hopefully, I will get through them quickly!! Including these fics, I will be posting a part 3 to my werewolf series Come Here Wolfie, give it a read if you haven't :))

not enough of you guys are into blue lock but you SHOULD be bc these guys are right up your alley 

Agreed honestkly

[doing a school play]

Todoroki: [as the fairy god mother] Kind hearted Cinderella, I will grant you one wish tonight.

Bakugou: [forced to be Cinderella] Lovely. Burn the ballroom down to ashes!

Todoroki: That’s a crime. Try again with a kinder, purer wish.

Pumpkin Patch with the Pups

Characters: Werewolf! Bakugou x reader and their litter of puppies

Content: in which Katsuki and his wife take their litter of puppies to the pumpkin patch for their first Halloween

Genre: pure fluff, PAPA KATSUKI WITH HIS LITTER OF PUPPIES IM GONNA COMBUST (for some reason I conjured this up whilst I was watching the movie Madeline)

“Alright you bunch of brats, let’s pick the best damn pumpkin there is!” Katsuki grinned at his litter of 4 small puppies. Two of the littlest runts were held closely in his arm, carefully positioned to avoid hurting their little tails. He could feel each tail wagging furiously against his toned tummy.

The older two puppies were holding your hand, tails wagging in unison. The labyrinth of smells was overwhelming with them; the silky flesh of the pumpkins, the dampened mud under their feet and small rodents in the area.

Your pups had just celebrated their first birthday, and Katsuki was desperate for them to celebrate their first Halloween as a pack (although he’d never admit it to your face), instead sighing and rolling his eyes when you told him of the human tradition of making a jack-o-lantern. You thought he’d forgotten, but when he told you to make sure to bring a massive mining cart filled with straw and blankets that he stole from the local village you couldn’t stop smiling. Now, each small puppy was fumbling about the pumpkin patch, yipping and tripping over themselves.

You stood back as you watched the puppies play together, jumping out from the largest pumpkins and pouncing on their siblings with joyful vigour. It was such a beautiful sight to see, the grin on your face never leaving.

“What’s gotten you smiling like a dope?” Katsuki crept behind you and rested his arm around your waist, kissing your temple as you pressed yourself into him comfortably. You hummed in response as you started swaying together with him.

“I’m so happy that you decided to do this. I mean, just look at our puppies having so much fun! They’re loving every minute of this thanks to their papa,” you smiled as you nuzzled into his neck. Katsuki stared at you for a minute before he tried fighting his own smile from entering his face. Squeals of “papa! Mama! Look at THIS one!” sounded like music to his pointy ears as your children fought over whose pumpkin was the best.

“Yeah well, I know how much you loved this dumb holiday when you lived with the people from your village, and I know that we would all probably be hunted down if we tried to move back there. I know that you would never tell me to my face how much you miss that stupid village, but I’m not a dumbass. So, here’s some semblance to your old life I suppose,” Katsuki looked away with a tinge of pink on his porcelain face.

Your heart fluttered at his declaration. It was true, after you were found taking care of Katsuki when he was nearly killed by hunters they assumed the worst (which was your best) and chased you out of the village. Two years of courting and another year for your marriage, you finally gave birth to your babies. It was by no means an easy pregnancy, the babies kicking you with all of their might and the fact you had to push out FOUR BABIES had you screaming at Katsuki when it came time to give birth.

(He was so proud of you for carrying his puppies, he thought you handled the pregnancy beautifully, so he didn’t mind you squeezing the shit out of his hand as you curse him for the worst pain of your entire life, simply wiping your forehead with a damp cloth with the dopiest look on his face.)

“I love you so much, thank you my love,” you murmured into his fluffy ears. Katsuki let out a pleased chuff as he nosed your hair and kissed your cheek. All four of your babies tumbled forwards towards you and each took a hand, squealing cacophonies of “mama, papa! Help us pick” as you were dragged further into the pumpkin patch.

You and Katsuki couldn’t help the laughs that left you. They definitely got their strength from their papa wolf.

“Alright, alright! What’s the damn matter you little brats?,” Katsuki growled harmlessly at his babies. None of the puppies cared; they knew their daddy was whipped for each of them. They pulled both of you down, choking out an ‘oof’ from the both of you and left you to get settled on the large roots of the pumpkins.

“Daddy! Help, help!” Your eldest of the pups continued pulling Katsuki forward to the biggest pumpkin there was, easily the height and a half of one of your pups.

Katsuki’s eyes widened at the size of the pumpkin before a proud grin took over his features.

“Damn right you’d find the best pumpkin! My pups are the best, just like their alpha wolf!” Katsuki felt giddy with pride looking at his children.

You smiled watching the scene unfold; Katsuki struggling to lift the pumpkin as your babies raced between his legs, play fighting with each other and tugging playfully on each other’s ears in their excitement.

Katsuki finally managed to lift the gargantuan pumpkin into the cart as the puppies each began yawning and rubbing their eyes sleepily. Your husband picked each puppy up one by one and rubbed his head against theirs before passing them to you to give them their goodnight kisses.

Your eldest puppy whined when Katsuki picked him up, insisting with little growls that he wasn’t sleepy.

“Mama, I’m not sleepy yet! I’m a big wolf, I wanna see the full moon!” Your baby whined as you settled him against your chest.

“I know puppy, but you had a very busy day today! Don’t forget you went hunting with your daddy and protected your brother and sisters from that very mean butterfly that wouldn’t leave them alone,” you cooed as you bounced him gently on your hip. Your puppy’s whining continued as you stroked the soft down of his floppy ear.

“I’ll tell you what my brave little wolf. If you can sleep in the cart with your siblings and protect the pumpkin, I’ll wake you up when your daddy and I are ready to see the full moon,” you made an ultimatum with your eldest. He contemplated it for a bit before snuggling into you with a happy chuff.

“Okay mama”.

Katsuki took him from you as he nestled him with his siblings in the cart. Claws that were designed to kill gently pushed away the hair from his children’s faces. He would never in a million years think he would ever get this opportunity after his own pack abandoned him, and now he has the most perfect pack in the world.

You sidestepped into Katsuki’s arms and stroked the fluffy hair between his ears as he wrapped his arms around you. His tail was going a million miles an hour at your touch, occasionally thumping against your butt.

“Y’know Katsuki, I think we might have to get a few more pumpkins next year,” you grinned in his ear.

“Oh yeah? And why’s that?” He looked at you suspiciously.

“Well, seeing as how our litter is going to expand by next year, I’d imagine it would be better to have enough pumpkins for all of our children to carve,” you took Katsuki’s hand in yours and placed it on your slightly swollen tummy.

Katsuki sunk to his knees shakily at your proclamation, no words coming out of his open lips.

“You - you’re pregnant again?” He whispered against your tummy, gently thumbing the protruding part as you nodded vigorously, happy tears plopping on his face.

God, did Katsuki love his mate.