#my man and my husband

[avalordream]

Oneshot Check-In

I wanted to make a My Hero Oneshot thing and here's the progress I made with like-

the first one with Sero-

I-I-

I tried my best- and I still have to finish IT-

ITS BEEN THREE MONTHS

Edit: Four months.

Puddles

Pairing: Hanta Sero x Fem!Reader

Warnings: N/A 

The streets were quiet as the birds slept in their cozy little nests. The night was calm although working heroes begged to differ. Anything could happen in the dark, unseen by all but sensed by very few. The same could and can apply to all forces and magnitudes of every kind. But tonight....

        Tonight was different.

        The rain trickled down against the window panes as the lamplights turned on to illuminate the damp sidewalks, the raindrops creating ripples in the puddles that had already formed there. You sighed blissfully, leaning your cheek against the palm of your hand as you stared out the window as the steady fall of water eased your mind, sending you into a subspace of sorts...

which was rudely interrupted by a shout from the living room where the family TV resided. 

        You sighed, trying to block out the noise from your older sister as she watched some cricket, cheering loudly now and then. It never bothered you before now but at the moment, you had a physics test to study for the following day. 

        You were a student in the support course of UA. You already knew your quirk wasn't strong enough to stand alongside those in the hero course and didn't have the courage or unfaltering drive they seemed to magically possess. At first, you had accepted it. Facts were facts and that was perfectly fine. Eventually though, it became abundantly clear after the UA Festival...that they lived in a world completely separate from normal civilians or even other students in the academy. It never really bothered you until you carefully looked at how the media, people and society perceived it. Heros, heroes-in-training- and heck - even the students who were studying to become heroes themselves were guaranteed the spotlight from day one. They were always - and usually - painted in an honorable light- like the ray of justice that would pierce the cold gale of villainy. Admirable as it was, what about the people who supported heroes from behind? Like those who made their gear complement their quirk and fighting styles? Why weren't they given the recognition they deserved? Maybe it was you being selfish but the thought itself wasn't...incorrect.

        You sighed, shaking your head as you put your pencil down. Maybe you were just being overdramatic and a bit spoiled. This was too much to think about for one day…and with everything that happened… You needed a break. 

        “Hey- Sis-! I’m going out for a bit!”, you called out to the living room, shrugging on a (f/c) coat and tugged on your rainboots. She finally looked up from the tv screen, her eyes darting from your notes scattered about on the kitchen table and then to the clock on the wall. "At this time of day?", she commented, her eyes holding a glimmer of concern as she absentmindedly turned down the volume of the TV to carry her voice over to you. At this point, you'd already put on your yellow raincoat and boots, grabbing an umbrella by the door as the rain pounded against the sidewalks. You really needed to get out of here...rewire your focus and rewind.... yeah, that sounded like a great idea. "Y/N? Hello?", you faintly heard a voice call out as you felt three sharps raps against your hair, wincing as you stepped back. "Wha- Hey!! That hurt!", you huffed indignantly, reaching out to snag a bucket hat from the closet.  

        Your sister's expression soured instantly, crossing her arms as she stood in front of you. "I'm hearing a hollow head instead of a brain! Are you out of your mind!? There's a thunderstorm scheduled tonight!", she argued as you simply huffed stubbornly, shaking your head. It didn't matter...not anymore... Next thing you knew- the torrential downpour drowned out your sister's cry as you dashed out into the night, letting the rain guide you along as your eyes adjusted to the dark...

        Your quirk was Instinct...and the hero name that you chose for yourself as a child was Guidance, the Trump Card hero....as if dreams were anything more than dreams. You wished desperately to be put into the hero course...as did everyone else...but...

        A puddle caught your eye and you jumped into it without a second thought, splashing water everywhere as your rain clothes protected you well... You wish they hadn't so you could feel anything but the numbness taking over. Your quirk was just good as a luck quirk, if only you could summon it at the right time. In a time of dire crisis - at least what your body perceived to be dire crisis of some sort - your quirk would activate, giving you a sort of..."nudge" to achieve the best course of action. Those nudges came in various forms...sometimes an image...sometimes an intense urge to do a certain action... And sometimes you wondered how it was overlooked by the staff. You didn't like sounding like a brat who didn't get her way but it just felt...horribly disappointed. 

        A flash of a taxi driver flooded your mind as you looked up, seeing one race down the road in your direction. Amidst the raindrops, you could make out a puddle on the side of the road, guessing your fate was to be drenched- or something close to it.

If only your reflexes worked as fast as your mind. 

        The driver didn't see the figure by the road, revving past as its tires splashed a torrent of water toward you as you tried to back away, using your umbrella as a shield between you and the incoming downpour that would inevitably send you home. The vibrant yellow headlights blinded your eyes as you had the queerest feeling of something wrapping around your waist, lurching your body backward as your head spun- the umbrella leaving your grip as raindrops suddenly hit the back of your neck, trinkling down your coat and into your clothes. Your back met something firm yet soft as your surroundings finally stopped spinning, a dull throb spasming through your forehead, an aftershock from your quirk coupled with the sudden jerk from...wait...

        You slowly held your forehead to look down at your waist, straps of white binding around you as its clear transparency distantly reminding you of tape as your mind struggled to keep up. "Uh- You ok?", a voice broke through the confusion and haze of your mind, turning to look at them.

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That's all I got so far- and it's only like-

omg

1,111 words long. I'm not even close to done yet.

;-;

[luxury-nightmare]

Odysseus: Penelope I am not the same person you fell in love with, I have done terrible things to get home. I understand if you can’t accept the monstrous things I have done-

Penelope: cool, could you please move this wedding bed

Odysseus: what, no!

Penelope: that’s my husband

Odysseus: Penelope I have killed so many

Penelope: I don’t give a shit

Odysseus: I sacrificed my crew-

Penelope: And I would’ve done the same

Odysseus: I am covered in the blood of the suitors

Penelope: and you look fantastic

Odysseus: I TORTURED A GOD ON HIS OWN WEAPON

Penelope: and that was incredibly sexy of you

[whydoihavetoart]

dinner

[nouverx]

*proceeds to drink the whole bottle*

Yeah Alastor you're gonna be loved and appreciated wether you want it or not :)

[hansoeii]

GOOD OMENS SEASON 3 IS HAPPENING SO I SHALL REPOST ALL OF MY GOOD OMENS ART IN CELEBRATION!! 🥳❤️

WAHOO!!!

[bubbarnes]

“... we can't call ourselves that.”

[lovedeathalice]

no lube, no protection, all night, all day, from the kitchen floor to the toilet seat, from the dining table to the bedroom, from the bathroom sink to the shower, from the front porch to the balcony, vertically, horizontally, quadratic, exponential, logarithmic, while i gasp for air, scream and see the light, missionary, cowgirl, reverse cow girl, doggy, backwards, forwards, sideways, upside down, on the floor, in the bed, on the couch, on a chair, being carried against the wall, outside, in a train, on a plane, in the car, on a motorcycle, the bed of a truck, on a trampoline, in a bounce house, in the pool, bent over, in the basement, against the window, have the most toe curling, back arching, leg shaking, dick throbbing, fist clenching, ear ringing, mouth drooling, ass clenching, nose sniffling, eye watering, eye rolling, hip thrusting, earthquaking, sheet gripping, knuckles cracking, jaw dropping, hair pulling. teeth jitterbug, mind boggling, soul snatching, overstimulating, vile, sloppy, moan inducing, heart wrenching, spine tingling, back breaking, atrocious, gushy, creamy, beastly, lip bitting, gravity defying, nail biting, sweaty, feet kicking, mind blowing, body shivering, orgasmic, bone breaking, world ending, black hole creating, universe destroying, devious, scrumptious, amazing, delightful, delectable, unbelievable, body numbing, bark worthy, can't walk, head nodding, soul evaporating, volcano erupting, sweat rolling, voice cracking, trembling, sheets soaked, hair drenched, flabbergasting, lip locking, skin peeling, eyelash removing, eye widening, pussy popping, nail scratching, back cuts, spectacular, brain cell desolving, hair ripping, show stopping, magnificent, unique, extraordinary, splendid, phenomenal, mouth foaming, heavenly, awakening, devils tangos, he could put a nuclear bomb inside me and I'd still ride. Morning, noon, and night, he can pump me full and turn me into his own personal Supe making factory

[technically-human]

This happened, it just wasn't relevant to the plot

[megumismyhusband]

queen can u make one with y/n and rin, and like basically u kiss him on the cheek with like lipstick before he goes to practice and he dosent notice and than at practice everyone makes comments like " wow rin looks like you had a fun night" and hes super confused until after he practice he goes to take a shower, and after the shower he comes bcak home and starts attcking you with kisses

here u go kween!!!

rin sat at the kitchen table, focused as he laced up his cleats. you stood nearby, watching him with a small smile and an idea brewing. as he reached for his bag, you leaned down and pressed a soft kiss to his cheek, your lipstick leaving a faint pink mark.

“don’t forget your water bottle,” you said sweetly, handing it over.

“thanks,” he murmured, not even glancing up, oblivious to your little prank. you stifled a laugh as he left for practice.

at the field, his teammates were relentless.

“have a fun night, rin?” isagi smirked.

bachira burst out laughing. “who knew you were such a romantic?”

“what are you talking about?” rin grumbled, completely baffled.

nagi yawned, leaning lazily against the goalpost. “you’re practically glowing, man. lipstick suits you.”

rin frowned, his hand brushing against his cheek. confusion deepening when he saw nothing on his fingers. he dismissed it, thinking they were joking. until later, in the locker room, he spotted the faint lipstick mark on his cheek. his jaw tightened as the memory clicked.

after a quick shower, rin grabbed his things and headed home, determination replacing his earlier embarrassment.

the moment he walked through the door, you could tell he knew. his usual calm demeanor was replaced by a predatory glint in his eye. you didn’t even have time to greet him before he dropped his bag and closed the distance between you.

"rin—what—” you started, but your words were cut off as he cupped your face and kissed you. then another kiss. and another. his lips peppered your cheeks, your forehead, and your lips, his rare laughter vibrating against your skin.

“you think you’re so funny, huh?” he murmured between kisses, his tone soft yet teasing.

you giggled, your arms wrapping around his neck. “it was just a little love note.”

“well, here’s mine,” he replied, his lips brushing against your jawline. “next time, let me know if i’m gonna be walking around as your canvas.”

“maybe... maybe not.” you teased, your grin widening.

he smirked, his forehead resting against yours. “we’ll see about that.”

“i’ll take my chances,” you giggle, already planning your next move.

[ellenchain]

kissing the trauma away

[4ever-feral]

Just one chance Pedro that’s all I need 😩😭

[quesocheeso]

Tails of a Time Traveling Monkey (yes it’s a pun)

PART 1

Part 2

[multifandom--mess]

will's ass got him fighting for his life 😭😭

[x-ghostslovie-x]

Don't Cry For Me Princess

Logan Howlett (2017) x Wife Reader

I watched Logan for the very first time, and I have a lot of feelings since this man owns my heart and is all I can think about, so I wrote this where I'm basically cleaning the blood off my husband. This is very self-indulgent 🩷

You were asleep in your bed, not as deeply as you normally did since you were waiting for your husband's return. At around half 1 in the morning, you awoke to grunting coming from the bathroom.

Logan had just got back home from a job. He limped into the bathroom since it was late at night, he tried not to wake you up.

You got out of bed walking barefoot to the bathroom. Pushing the door open, you see him hunched over the sink as bullets fall out his chest and arms.

"Logan, what happened to you?" Your voice filled with worry as you approached him checking the wounds.

"I'm alright bub, just some guys trying to steal the fucking wheel lugs. I tried to tell them that the plating would flake off, but I got shot before I could finish. Obviously, I got up, but then I got the shit kicked outta me, and I ended up killing most of them."

Your eyes filled with tears, but only one of them fell. Grabbing a cloth, you run it under warm water before saying "here let me clean you up." You start to clean the blood off before waiting for a reply.

"Hey." Lifting your chin up with his finger. You stop wiping for a second. "Don't cry for me princess. I'll be fine, these will heal eventually."

You let out a shaky breath. "I know Logan, but you need to be more careful. You don't heal as quickly as you used to." You continued to wipe off the blood. "Besides, this blood isn't going to clean it's self."

Logan let out a low chuckle. "That's very true darlin."

Once you finish, you throw the bloody cloth in the sink and take your lover's hand. "Come on baby, let's go to bed"

This movie made me cry so much, so I thought I would just write something cute and comforting. 😭🩷

[the-phantom-peach]

what if… what if you drew malon x link…

eats art (positive)

Hell yeah!! I love 🔥💥Malink!!!! 🔥🔥💥

[golswia]

divorcee meetup