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greatest lovesongs vol. 666 ⛧

i 100% believe that katsuki would only confess when he thinks you can’t hear him

either when loud music is playing or when your sleeping

if it’s the latter then it’s after movie night when everyone has gone to bed

and you’re half asleep on the couch

he is obviously tasked with bringing you to bed but he can’t help but to stare at you for a few seconds

this would probably be the softest katsuki would be (cause he’s tired and it’s after his bedtime)

“y/n.” he called out lowly, with no intention of actually waking you.

when you don’t wake up is when he’d look away. “y’know you’re more tolerable like this.. your dumbass never shuts up.” a ripple went through the couch as he chuckled slightly. who knew bakugo katsuki could laugh?

“how’d you fall asleep anyway?” his tone rises a bit before he remembered you were sleeping. “how much sleep did you get last night?”

“fuck i don’t care.” he stopped himself for a second. silence enveloping the room except for your snores.

“i’ve seen you hanging with shitty hair. don’t think i don’t notice.” he paused briefly. “fuck that, do what you want, i couldn’t care less.”

he could’ve sworn he saw you laugh but he ignored it. “i hate your dumbass…” he rubbed his face. “you’ve made me fall for you.”

Sometimes you need to read something twice to get it. You might need to watch a movie three times to understand it. You might have to have that album on repeat for a week until the lyrics make any sense. You're allowed to engage with it and can keep engaging with it until it means something to you. People will see a painting at a museum and laugh about not getting what the big deal is but like you can come back, you can see it at another time, and maybe that next time it'll be different for you. I'm of the belief the "media literacy crisis" would solve itself if more people just sat down and did it again. Watched, read, played, listened, etc like I don't think people are getting more ignorant necessarily I just think we're not glorifying personally replaying things nearly as much as we should be.

❥ｇｅｔｔｉｎｇ ｌａｔｅ

𝘤𝘩𝘢𝘳𝘢𝘤𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘴: 𝘴𝘩𝘰𝘵𝘰 𝘵𝘰𝘥𝘰𝘳𝘰𝘬𝘪

𝙬𝙖𝙧𝙣𝙞𝙣𝙜𝙨: 𝙣𝙨𝙛𝙬, 𝙖𝙣𝙜𝙨𝙩, 𝙩𝙤𝙭𝙞𝙘𝙞𝙩𝙮 𝙞𝙛 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙨𝙦𝙪𝙞𝙣𝙩

𝙨𝙝𝙤𝙩𝙤 & 𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙙𝙚𝙧 𝙧 𝙩𝙬𝙚𝙣𝙩𝙮-𝙤𝙣𝙚

˚ ｡⋆ ♡˚ ⋆｡˚

you looked up with curiosity and interest. It was currently 1:30 am and the moon seemed to dance throughout your room in the attic. It was pleasant and it was beautiful. Almost to the likes of the man whom stood in front of you.

his beauty was of a thousand moons and you were just a star lucky enough to share the same galaxy. You wanted to explore all that he was; caress every individual blemish and scar that every dared to deface such a beautiful canvas. You were like an artist and he was your Dorian Gray. And when he looked at you, your heart screamed. It screamed for his love, for his touch.

instead his scarred hands would then travel down to undo his belt as you continued to marvel from your spot on the queen bed. Slowly your hands would go up to take off his black turtleneck, fingertips caressing the muscle that toned his abdomen. Once his shirt was fully off, you would gaze upon his upper body. Your hand would unconsciously go to touch the new scar that was still purple on his left side. It was beautiful. You shifted as you went up to plant a kiss on it as he exhaled forcefully.

you loved every part of him. Every part that touched you, every part that complimented you, every part that loved you even if he had a funny way of loving you. But your hips had missed his and thus he moved to take your skinny jeans off. Hands fumbling with the tightest of the material around your plump skin. You smiled softly at how he handled you.

eventually you both were unclothed in the dark room, the only light trickling in lightly to reveal he had moved from the side to the end of the bed. He would lift you and put you down in the middle of the bed. The moon seemed to agree with you as it had reflected in just right onto his face and chest. You gazed in awe.

your heart seemed to palpitate as he wrapped his palms around ankles, his eyes concealed by his crimson & ivory locks. He started off slow, first trailing up your legs, laying various kisses. Once he had reached your inner thigh he stopped which scared you.

opening your eyes you looked down immediately meeting his gaze. He stared at you in silence, it was the first time he had made eye contact with you since he walked in your apartment door.

“watch.” So you watched as he licked his two fingers before pushing them into your warmth. You whined, hips pushing into his hand as he pumped once only for him to stop again. His eyebrow quirked upwards with confusion. You quickly flickered your eyes back downwards.

his tongue would then emerge into the arena. His lips planting kissing all throughout yours. You moaned his name, hand going up to grip his hair as he quickened his pumps.

closing in on your climax, your legs wrapped around his body. “Sho,” You whimpered.

“i know, my love.” He pulled his hand out only to replace it with it with his member, whispering into your ear. He lacked his previous temperament though cause he proceed to pump into you with such velocity that the bed cracked.

you moaned into his shoulder, hands scratching his back in ecstasy. He never touched you like this. Held you like you would be gone, kissed you with a softness, loved you like you mattered. Despite this, you loved him.

“shoto!” You exclaimed as his lips took residence on your nipple. His tongue could work magic you swore.

his hips continued their assault in and out of your walls which some how could take all 7.8 of his inches. With how little he fucked you, you were surprised you could still take him at all. But with every fuck he stretched you out further and looking down you could swear your stomach was being pushed upwards.

you cried with his each of his pumps into you. It wasn’t enough. You wished to feel him everywhere, in all that you were. You cried with every squeeze of his hands on your skin. You prayed his heart wouldn’t forget the warmth you provided with your tears.

“fuck.” He muttered as his hips jittered into yours, leaving future bruises in their wake. His hand came up to rest on your throat as he finished inside you, cum painting your walls white. You thanked him because to be touched by him was to be seen & loved by all that mattered.

you were no longer bound by all that defined you, you loved.

hii i hope ur doing well, i love ur writing!! i've been reading it all weekend >_^ i saw ur requests were open!! if so, can i rq shoto todoroki bf headcannons/scenarios ( or whatever you feel comfortable w/) with maybe a male reader? can be ftm or cis, again idm. i hope u have a good day !! :p

aw thanks anon you have a good day as well !!

it was your softness that attracted the icyhot hero.

the way you treated everyone equally and kindness, it was addicting

stolen kisses in the locker room before training as a good luck ritual.

sometimes sharing uniforms when something happens to the other’s.

lying to endeavor when you would go over to his house saying you both were just “training”.

he absolutely loves cutting your hair when it gets too long

him being the little spoon regardless of your height, he just loves cuddles 🥰

him constantly playing with your long fingers

if you’re taller than him then he’s always resting his head on your shoulder in social environments

and if you’re shorter than he rests his head on yours

imagining being pregnant with simon’s baby and him stuttering while talking to ur belly

him insisting on you retire from service as soon as you find out

him being extra careful on the battlefield

imagining him carrying a pic of ur ultrasound in a tin box in his chest pocket

him finally getting home and cherishing you right at the end of your third trimester

ｓｈｏｔｏｓ ｓｅａｒｃｈ ｈｉｓｔｏｒｙ 2

“is 6.3 inches average?”

“megan thee stallion instagram”

“flip flops near me”

“what does somebody once told me it’s your power todoroki mean”

“bts taehyung”

“what to do when cat follows you home”

“do all americans like mcdonald’s”

“how to get someone to stop talking to you”

“best flowers to get your mom”

him googling how to be funny after seeing how much you laugh at denki’s jokes

his only ick being that he HAS to swim with googles and the flip flops that go in between your toes

watches romcoms and just questions the main couples actions throughout the whole movie

can freestyle surprisingly well