#smol!reader

[majorpatheticcas]

May I have this dance? 🌹

"I gotta be honest with you, kid. I'm not the smoothest dancer, but hey, at least we're dancing, right?"

Anon design by: @htsan

[elsecrytt]

okay but jjk somnophilia is like

gojo "please please pleaaaaase let me put it in while you're sleeping PLEASE i swear i'll make you cum i proooomise please let's try it once pleeaaase. YOU can put it in ME whenever you want!!! any time any place anything you want in any of my holes!! wake me up with it!! it'll be soooo hot" satoru

vs

nanami "i have kink charts for both of us and they have sliding scales and notes section for each one. we can mark hard boundaries for what state of consciousness we want for ourselves or our partners, giving or receiving, what sex acts, etc. we'll set up a safe word and a safe gesture and then we can start trying things out" kento

vs

geto "sorry i fell asleep while eating you out, it will happen again. no, i won't stop eating you out when i fall unconscious. just tear me off your pussy if you don't like it" suguru

[azzo0]

Katsuki cried the first time he held his newborn daughter in his arms. His eyes watered when the nurses guided his hand under her head and adjusted her on his arm. He trembled as he brought her closer to him. He held her closed fist in his hand, amazed by how small her hand was compared to his. Little fingers curled around his index, and he wondered how something this unbelievably tiny could manage to grip his heart so tight in a matter of seconds. He sat on the chair behind him, holding his baby girl close to his chest and covered his eyes with a hand, bursting into tears.

[cxffecoupx]

you're not a really clingy person, per se. you like to be independent; follow your own routine and plan things spontaneously. you never liked going along with another person's schedule.

which was precisely why mingyu was thoroughly surprised when you sounded pouty and needy on the call. he didn't waste any time though; tripping over in his own apartment as he rushed to get ready.

the door was unlocked, the living room was dark and quiet; there was no sign of any living being in the whole place. he calls out to you, head turning as he caught on to the faintest of hums coming from somewhere. your bedroom, he assumes.

what he sees when he enters your room almost makes him shrink in fondness. there you were, wrapped up in your blanket like a burrito, with 3 or so plushies (that he had bought you) surrounding the roll. nose red as a cherry and eyes watery. a box of tissues on what he assumes is your chest under the blanket burrito.

he coos as he walks over to you, and doesn't waste any time in wrapping his hands around what he could reach of your body as he places his face on your head.

"awww, my baby."

"aw me once again and I'll kick you."

"after i make you soup, right?"

"...after i have your soup."

not proofread, not thought about at all. this came together in like, half an hour. don't come for me — i am sick and this was purely self-indulgent😔🤧

[fairyboygenius]

any fic that talks extensively about how “small” the reader insert is is being dnfed by me idc if ur my mutual. i’m not reading something made to be relatable that turns around and tries to mold me into something i’m not!! i’m a fat bitch and i’m working on being okay with that but do not be like “omg reader is so smol and petite 🥺 whatever will she do” build muscle at the gym oh my god

[sweetchildcloud]

||MINI ME|| written by me ☆~♡~◇

Plot: Gojo being an affectionate father as he meets his baby for the first time.

Tags-Breast feeding mention,lots of cuddles,fluff,fatherly love,heartwarming,cute overload.

@muzansslxt @candy69gurl @kiwicopia

“You’re cuter” Gojo teases, but he is pleased. He likes watching you nurse Hotaru. It’s a special moment, for the both of you and your child. “He’s adorable” Satoru continues, his voice dripping with affection “but his mother… hm, far more gorgeous" Satoru laughs softly and pulls the baby in for a tight squeeze. Then, he lifts his head and stares at him once more, holding him at arm's length. The baby’s eyes are wide and bright, like stars in the sky "You have my eyes, little one. You have my eyes...and that adorable chuckle" He adds, before grinning to himself. It feels good looking at his baby. Good and strange. The whole situation was a bit surreal, in a good way, but... "I think I'm starting to understand what being a dad means"

Hatoru yawned as he wobbled scooting near his father chest and laying his head on his shoulder.

Satoru grins as he feels the weight of his son’s head resting on his shoulder. He gently caress Hotaru’s head as the baby falls asleep, and Satoru’s hand comes down to rub soft circles on his son’s back.

Hatoru yawned and he whimpered softly as he couldn't sleep continuously sifting in his dad embrace.

Satoru looks down at his son, noticing the baby’s tired, watery eyes. Immediately, he feels guilt again, realizing that his son is still adjusting to his new surroundings and hasn’t gotten used to falling asleep by himself yet. With a gentle sigh, he pulls Hotaru close to himself again, his grip tightening around the baby as a way to offer more comfort. “Shh” Satoru whispers quietly as he rocks his son “It’s okay… I’m here. I’m here….”

But that didn't help much as Hotaru whimper continued, his tiny fists clutching to his chest as he whimpers, more maybe he needed his pacifier.

Satoru’s heart twists when he hears the cries continue. He couldn’t stand seeing his son like this, with his tiny fists clutching his cheeks and his big, blue eyes so watery. Without a second thought, he pulls out a pacifier from his pocket and pops it into Hotaru’s mouth. The baby chews on the pacifier with an adorable expression, sucking on it as he does. “Better?” Satoru smiles, letting out a breath of relief.

Satoru stares at his son for a long moment, his breath caught in his throat over how *tiny* the baby is. His tiny fists on Satoru’s chest, his chubby cheeks as they wobble with his yawns, a small smear of drool as he sucks on the pacifier—everything about the little one makes Satoru’s heart swell. The baby looks incredibly adorable right now, and Satoru can’t help but feel a little happy to see the little one so calm.

"Boop" Gojo said soflty as he booped softly Hatoru little bitty nose with the tip of his finger and the baby made a cooing noise curling up his nose.

You sighed looking at the two of them and how cute they were before you let a yawn of your own "Let's go to bed sweetie" you said tiredly at Gojo.

“In a few minutes” Satoru pouted whispering, his gaze still on his son. “Just…” The baby’s sleepy eyes are adorable, and he can’t help but feel affectionate seeing them in this state. “Just let me cherish this moment, please?”

"Oh my god you're so adorable, you're not having a baby fever now are you?" You asked smirking looking at him.

“Maybe a little...” Satoru smiles, not denying it. The entire situation with them becoming parents was a bit overwhelming, but... it was so worth it. He loves it here, with his son in his arms, smiling at him just as he is. “You’re not jealous are you? And “If you mean ‘is seeing my baby like this making me feel all kinds of feels’? Yes” he answers, feeling a bit sheepish “And if it’s not baby fever, then… I don’t even know what to call it. Just watching him sleep makes me smile for some reason”

He paused before adding

“Is that weird?” He asks, still admiring Hotaru’s sleeping form. “I just feel…” A strange feeling of warmth erupted throughout his body. Love, maybe? “I feel content”

"No,not at all,it just means that you love your son and I feel the same" you said caressing softly the baby cheek as he sleeps

The warm sensation spreads through Gojo’s chest as he stares down at his son. Hatoru is so small and innocent that he makes Gojo want to cover him in kisses and hugs. He never imagined being a father would make him feel like this. Love and affection, sure, but this… this is a whole new world of emotions that he’s never experienced before. “It’s a nice feeling” he murmurs. “A very nice feeling”

“We should get to bed now, right?” He asks, still watching his son’s sleeping face, then looking over to you. He doesn’t want to miss this moment, but he also doesn’t want you to exhaust yourself.

"You can bring the baby in our bed so that we can sleep together"

Satoru looks down at Hotaru at your suggestion and his heart flutters. Yes. He wants that. He wants that very, *very* much. The two of you could sleep in bed with the baby together. Hold him close as he sleeps. It would be the most content moment of his life. Satoru swallows, trying to keep himself from smiling like an idiot. “That’s a great idea”

Satoru nods and gets up, taking his son in his arms once more. The baby is *so* light. So delicate. So cute. He chuckles as he follows you up the stairs, and walks into the bedroom. Your bed is large enough for a king, and it doesn’t take you long to climb into bed and pull Hotaru with each of you at either side. “We’re a family” Satoru whispers, his voice nearly breaking. “We’re a family now”

"Are you crying?" You asked giggling softly at your husband antics.

Satoru gives you a sheepish smile. It’s true, he has tears in his eyes. Not tears of sadness, but tears of pure joy. “Am I crying?” he chuckles softly, wiping his eyes. “Maybe just a little. This—” he gestures to their family in bed “—it’s just so beautiful… so precious…” “We created this…” He continues. “Me and you, together, we created this perfect thing” Satoru smiles again, his voice cracking with emotion as he stares down at his son. “There’s nothing better in the world than this”

“You’re a sentimental idiot” you giggled and rolled your eyes amusedly, but you didn't object when Satoru sweeps you up in a warm embrace and pulls you close to hug you. You’re a family now. Hotaru is yours, and together, you are more than you’ve ever been.

Bonus:

Satoru laughs softly, pressing his face against you “I’m a sentimental idiot” He agrees, smiling against your cheek. “But my God, I don’t think there’s anything in the world that can make me so happy right now. You and our baby…” He trails off as he continues to embrace you contented and completely at ease as you both slowly drift off to sleep.

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Me thinking about this:

☆Happy,happy,happy~☆

[uzurakis]

knock knock ૮₍˶ᵔ ᵕ ᵔ˶₎ა

kiara . . . imagine kaiser as a dad ૮₍˶ᵔ ᵕ ᵔ˶₎ა ( a girldad specifically . . . he has three-four little girls :< )

i could swear to god that he had never considered being willing to have children in his life. having experienced abuse as a child, he veered away from the concept of a family and even from love itself. kaiser who’s not interested in building a family because he doesn't know any better and has never experienced a stable family. in fact, he doesn't even consider ending the trauma; he just doesn't give a damn anymore. he has no faith in love or miracles.

but suddenly, he found himself here, with three beautiful daughters who looked at him with eyes full of love and admiration. they were a constant reminder of a life he had never imagined for himself, and yet, they filled a void he hadn’t known existed.

he watched as his youngest daughter, barely three years old, toddled towards him with a giggle, her tiny hands reaching out for him. he gently scooped her up, fearing it might break, but her warmth against his chest soothed him down. her laughter was infectious, and despite himself, a smile tugged at his lips.

your voice called out from the kitchen, “michael, can you help with the twins? they’re arguing over the crayons again.”

kaiser sighed, but there was no real frustration behind it. “alright, i’m coming, mein liebling,” he replied, setting down the youngest and heading towards the living room where the chaos was in full swing.

when you joined him in the living room, you gave him a knowing smile. “you’re doing great, you know.”

but he shook his head, his eyes reflecting the turmoil of his past. “i never thought i’d be here,” he admitted quietly, showing another vulnerability of his. “i never thought i’d have a family, let alone be any good at this.”

you took his hand, squeezing it gently. “none of us know what we’re doing at first. but look at them, mein mann. they’re happy, and they love you. you’re their hero. du bist unser held.”

a lump formed in his throat, and he swallowed hard, unable to speak for a moment. “i just… i never had this,” he finally said. “i don’t know how to be a good father.”

“you are a good father, michael,” you insisted, eyes filled with conviction. “you’re here, you love them, and you try every day. that’s more than enough.”

he looked at you, his wife, the one who had seen through his walls and loved him despite everything. “i don’t deserve you,” he whispered.

you smiled, leaning in to kiss him softly. “you deserve all the happiness in the world, michael. and you deserve this family.”

[anonimusunnoaniswriting]

Psst psst.

Orc!Nanami meet cute idea: where

you're standing by him waiting for a chance to use the printer. He's just beside you trying to mind his own business. Trying desperately to not be creepy. Coming across instead as an inanimate wall.

Just then an overenthusiastic intern crashes into you rushing from one side of the office to the other. You lose your balance and fall to the side straight into Orc! Nanami. His cat like reflexes mean he already has his arms open. He catches you smoothly, blinking at you in shock. You were in his arms. He could never in a million years believe this would be real. But you were in his arms. As the intern boy apologised profusely, you waved him off with a, "No harm done".

Then, un-entangling yourself from the massive orc beside you, you chuckled sheepishly and joked, "Looks like I fell for you."

Nanami Kento does not believe he survived that day in office. Regardless of the fact that he would have many more frequent chances to hold you in the future.

^orc!nanami kento when you fall into him

[majorpatheticcas]

Lemme smooch sans with tongue.

Respectfully of course.

Tadaaa

Anomaly design by @htsan

[mehh141]

Wip

[nerdranttheories]

All Might, who loves a partner that can eat,,,

College Toshi, who forgets people don’t eat as much as him and is impressed when they try their best to match him, Pro All Might, who sheepishly wakes his partner up at 2 AM to let them know the brisket he was slow-cooking while he was on patrol is ready, Small Might, who watches with heart eyes as his partner eats, since he’s not really hungry, but he can get enjoyment out of his partners happiness,,,

[imagine-darksiders]

Imagine going back to your own wedding with two giant Nephilim in tow and being like, 'Yeahhhh, sorry. They have a few objections...'

[vnknowv]

Maybe I'm looking at the wrong places but you guys need to start writing about MASCULINE BUFF FAT WOMEN. YOU ARE IN THE MILITARY FOR GOD SAKE, MAKE THAT MF GHOST WITH BOOBS

[jooba]

cheater x reader p3

“You're gone. What do I do without you?”

TW: MDNI, dubcon, handjob, blowjob, cheating, nudity, sexting, texting

wordcount: 786

Read the First Part.

and the second

It’s only been 3 days. Three days you’ve been gone and Emery feels like he’s going crazy. He misses your warm kisses and sweet hugs. You’re going to be gone the whole month but he knows that he won’t last without you that long. He knows that if something doesn’t change quick, he’ll end up quitting his job and flying to Europe to see you. But he knows in his heart it wouldn’t be enough: he’s liable to steal you away from your oh-so-precious sister’s wedding just to be with you. So he has to find a solution quick so he doesn’t ruin your trip. He’s sending a text off to the first woman he thinks of, hoping she’s the solution. She’s certainly not you, he’s aware. But her smile is just enough to soothe the ache in his chest (or more correctly, in his pants). 

“Don’t stop,” he grumbles, one hand twisted in her hair, yanking her back and forth on his cock as he likes. She’s gagging around his cock, crying and swallowing pleasantly. She’s on her knees in front of him, wearing only one of your T-shirts. The color of it almost makes her look sickly. He’s barely paying attention to her, more focused on the phone in his hand.

You’ve sent him a rather naughty photo, and he can’t help the way his dick responds. You’re completely naked, wading in a silvery pond. It looks to him like you’re in a jungle or forest of sorts, which sends his mind racing.

The woman deep-throating him seems to feel this change, and suddenly becomes much more enthusiastic. He falls back onto the bed completely, releasing her hair, letting out a groan. He can’t stop looking at the photo you sent, wishing he was there with you. You send another photo. This one is a close up of your tits, half in the water; nipples just barely visible. The bottom of your jaw and chin is visible, and you are wearing the cheekiest little grin. His grip on the phone tightens, but he can’t tear his eyes away. He barely even notices as the mouth on his cock pulls is replaced with gentle hands

“Miss you, miss you, miss you!” he mumbles, jerking as the woman works his length, fingers squeezing the base at random intervals. As he cums, he closes his eyes, pretending you were there with him. He breathes heavily for a long time, just thinking about you.

“Hey, are you okay?” 

He startles up, nearly smacking into the concerned woman who was hovering over him. She has a downtrodden expression on her face, and for a moment, Emery feels guilty. He hops off of the bed, grimacing at the feelings burrowing into his chest. 

“Yeah, just thinking…” 

“About (Name)?” She says your name with such familiarity that he is reminded that this woman and you are actually friends. He wonders, not for the first time, if he should have chosen a woman that didn’t know you, in case something were to go wrong. But it just so happens that this woman was not only convenient, she sometimes reminds him of you: with her warm smiles and understanding nature. After a few moments of him not responding, she speaks up once more. 

“I know I said it before, but I still don’t understand why you two split so suddenly… The two of you seemed so happy…” 

He wants to rolls his eyes but barely refrains. He thinks she’s incredibly stupid, for falling for such a lie and allowing him to use her like this.

‘Don’t you have to work today?” And just like that she dashing around the room, throwing on clothes and straightening herself out. 

“Oh my god! I almost forgot! I’m going to be late!” He watches her lazily, not bothering to help. Fully dressed and things gathered in her arms, she rushes to the door.

“The shirt,” he calls out suddenly. She looks back at him, confused and flustered.

“That’s not your shirt,” he says lowly, doing his best not to glare at her. He only let her borrow your shirt due to missing you: he certainly wasn’t going to let her leave with it. 

The woman smiles, unbothered, not noticing his dark tone. 

“Oh, I’m sorry! Ah, just a moment.” He’s almost impressed at how quickly she takes the t-shirt off and replaces it. She tosses it at his head playfully and sings a goodbye, whisking out of his apartment. 

Emery is quiet for a long time, just holding your shirt close to his chest. 

It doesn’t smell like you. 

[thee-kurojo]

no but like .. the hound’s an eater

[ryker-writes]

Ahhh I need a "I'm telling Grandmother" with malleus please!

I love it. I could see this either being a "I'm telling Grandmother!" or a "I'm telling Lilia!" Also the image I have in my brain of small Malleus is so adorable

Request rules and Masterlists

1k follower event

you and Malleus always spent a lot of time together in the castle

since most people were scared of him, even as a kid, you were one of the only ones who spent time with him

you however, people didn't mind being around you as much

but you still hung out with him most of the time, and he was grateful

though he was a little jealous when you would talk more with others

then one day, someone gave you a stuffed dragon

it was one of the first stuffed animals you've gotten and it was a dragon!

you loved it and brought it almost everywhere with you

now when you and Malleus would hang out, the dragon would be there

when you two were eating ice cream, you offered it some of yours

when you were running in the gardens together, you held the dragon above your head and pretended it was flying

when you guys had tea, it had it's own seat and cup

Malleus hated the dragon

it was taking up more of your attention

the final straw was when you brought it into a fort that the two of you have made with Lilia

it was supposed to be a fort for the two of you >:(

he went to hand something to your dragon politely and "accidentally" breathed fire at that exact moment

the dragon was turned to ash quickly and were devastated

"I'm telling Grandmother!"

you shouted as you ran off

Malleus gasped and ran after you

he got scolded, but he had no regrets