#they like to tease and fluster you

[oh-katsuki]

https://www.tumblr.com/demxnscous/729445824610844672/just-a-girl-and-her-dogs

first pic is SO satosugu x reader

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GOD YOU ARE!!!!!! THEY ARE!!! SO!!!!!!

[seiwas]

cw: pro-hero bakugo, reader has boobs, kind of explicit/nsfw? idk i describe boobs, reader is smaller and shorter than bakugo, unedited sawry

bakugo's muscle tee looks as ill-fitting as it'll ever be draped over you.

there are reasons for this, perfectly founded and logical reasons for why that is—the main one being that, it's, well, his; two, maybe even three sizes larger than what it should be to fit you properly.

but, he can't stop staring, and there are reasons for that too—the main one being that, it's his, and yet, the only way he can ever imagine it now is when it's being worn by you.

your hips sway to the song you've been humming for the past five minutes. it's the same one, the chorus on a perpetual loop. he's sure it's the only part you know; you do this often enough that it's the only part he knows now, too.

the hem of his tee hits right at the top of your thighs, concealing just enough to tease, but he’s confident that if you reach up even the slightest bit for the cupboard overhead, there'll be nothing to hide.

he feels a little bit like a creep like this, watching as he stands in the middle of your shared living room, but it's impossible too look away—you've got to be doing this on purpose, right?

heat flares inside of him when you turn your body ever so slightly, the armhole of his muscle tee large enough to give him the clearest view of skin—

he gulps.

it's smooth, sloping just right; the side view of your under boob curves into its perfect shape and he can imagine it, feel—

(is this considered perving if he's been with you for years?)

the pan in front of you sizzles as you plop in god knows what. you pour in something from the side and wait, one hand propped on the hip you pop out. then, you pick up the pan, attempting to flip what's inside (probably a pancake, now that he thinks about it).

it’s hard to focus on what you’re cooking though, especially when all he sees is plump flesh jiggling, bouncing as you further agitate the pan.

he just got the pants of this suit readjusted, and now they're fucking tight.

bakugo normally runs hot; it’s kind of part of his dna. but this warmth is different, flushing him from head to toe. it creeps up the side of his neck, painting the tips of his ears a blooming red.

you turn around then, plopping the pancake on the plate atop the counter behind you.

"oh! you're done," you greet him with a smile. so. fucking. casually.

as if your tits aren't fucking peaking against the gray fabric of his tee.

as if you think he buys the fake innocence poorly concealing that sly, conniving look in your pretty eyes.

as if you aren't standing in front of him in his muscle tee, wearing nothing underneath it like you didn’t do this on purpose. like you don’t know what it fucking does to him.

his eyes squint suspiciously, deep vermillion staring straight into yours.

you tilt your head, the tips of your lashes kissing the top of your cheekbones as you blink. you reach for a bottle of honey.

“everything okay?” you ask, voice syrupy, sickeningly sweet.

your movements play in front of him languidly, the corner of your lips curling up slightly as you smirk. honey catches on your finger as you pop open the bottle cap.

he’s supposed to be out the door in five minutes if he wants to make it in time for a meeting at the agency. technically, he should already be there if he wants to keep up his track record of consistently being fifteen minutes too early.

but you start to approach him, rounding the kitchen island. there’s a narrow space between him and the slab of marble, but you slide into it like it was made for you.

he’s certain it was, from the way the tip of your nose brushes against his as you tiptoe. your tits are right fucking there, brushing against the skintight material of his suit.

there’s too much fucking fabric if you ask him, between cotton and spandex.

your grin widens, and he feels hot, the heat from his cheeks radiating.

then you whisper, still saccharine, “breakfast is ready,” before kissing him on the lips lightly. a short peck, soft in the way that promises more before you slip away, giggling in your retreat.

he huffs, watching you leave. his feet shift as he thinks.

five minutes, huh?

like hell he’s going to eat these damn pancakes for breakfast today.

[ruubric]

slightly nsfw!

Lasko loves being on top. He loves being able to see every part of Dear, and being able to touch every part of them...But that is definitely not to say he doesn't love when Dear is on top of him.

Like right now; they cup his cheeks, tilting his head up to them. And smile. Lasko feels his cheeks heat up.

"What is it?" He only has enough voice to whisper out.

Dear chuckles lightly and shrugs, "nothing."

It certainly wasn't nothing. There's just something about the way his eyelashes gently flutter up to them, with that desperate darkness of his eyes, pupils like little whirpools that beg for more. They slide their thumb over his pillowy lip that boasts a slight sheen from their earlier kisses.

"Oh, Lasko," they murmur, teasing their lips against his. They slowly inch forward. Only to stop once again, noses nuzzling against each other.

His heart skips as he feels the air of their chuckle wash against his face. Lasko's hands instinctively clamp down on Dear's thighs, his long fingers digging into their flesh in a yearning effort to bring them closer to him.

He can feel the part that aches for them most firmly upright against their thigh. He can feel the little thrusts he's making in a needy attempt for friction.

But he doesn't care enough to be embarrassed. Right now, he is burning for the sweet waters of Dear's lips.

Not only is he burning, but he's whimpering too. The little noises practically slip out of his parted lips.

Dear sweeps some of his hair behind his ear, setting off an explosion of tingles down his arms.

They kiss his both his cheeks; left then right.

They kiss his forehead.

They kiss his chin.

All the while his heart is ramming against the confines of his chest with the sole mission of getting kisses of its own.

Dear is so close... so close to kissing his mouth, when he feels their fingertips of both hands slide along his jaw, up to the nape of his neck, before winding themselves in his hair and tugging. A deliciously warm heat explodes in his stomach, spreading out to every atom of his entire being. Lasko's whole body is trembling; his hands clamber to pull Dear closer. He can't be polite anymore.

He needs this. He needs them.

They make a low, hot sound that shows they appreciate the guttural noise he unknowingly made. And in appreciation of his neck that is now exposed and vulnerable. Their lips just graze along his collarbone. They merely ghost along the slope of his neck.

Maddening lust paired with playful frustration jostles his brain just enough to murmur out ineligible words of absolute desire.

And finally, Dear gives him what he needs.It barely takes any effort from Lasko to completely give in and melt into Dear's mouth.

Most people describe kissing as this mind numbing pleasure, but his brain is on full alert right now, with more thoughts than even he can keep track of. Their tongue slides against his own, like waves of ambrosia racking through his body. He sighs into the kiss --pure relief and tension dancing with each other much like the wind dances with the waves-- and tears spring to his eyes.

Their mouth is so velvety and familiar like soaking into a warm bath at the end of a long day. They taste sweet, like a popsicle.

Lasko is desperate for more. He swirls his tongue around theirs with nothing short of eagerness. They make a sudden sound in their throat, redirecting all the blood in his body in a supple and sweet rush. The ache that follows is a decadent one.

His core sings out a song, and it's accompanying harmony is sang back by theirs.

[hayaku14]

one of my favourite types of blushy flustered kaishins is that shinichi is in a perpetual state of blushy flustered while kaito gets by normally for the most part but when shinichi so much as breathes the smallest reciprocation of affection, he explodes and die

[satoblue]

speaking of time travel . . . how about a forbidden fruit au where your future child is transported to the past before you and satoru ever get together and you’re still madly crushing on him. . .

[drawbauchery]

i. love. this. interpretation. i'm going to actually blow up

[fluffypotatey]

Can we please see Javy (Top Gun) and Javi (Twisters) in a fic or blurb?

hm well i haven’t written their official intro to each other yet (and i do plan to in Jake’s pov) but i got memes for how it would go down!

it’s literally just two different memes but one’s edited two more times lol

[whereismyhat5678]

I felt very lazy today BUT I couldn’t help but think of one thing today 👀

Blushy Anton 🤭 But wait! Who’s he blushing for!? :00

[daily-hanamura]

[aurumalatus]

First of all, I really love all of your works!! I initially found your blog from your Xiao fics but I absolutely adore your Kinich ones as well. They do a great job of immersing the reader and making Kinich feel realistic! And the Harbinger Kinich fic was perfection 👌. Second of all, in your opinion (as the CEO of Kinich), do you think Kinich would use pet names/terms of endearment 🤔? Or do you think he’s more of a no-nonsense-just-use-your-name kind of guy?

CEO OF KINICH IS CRAZY HAHAHAH OMG

i honestly think kinich uses very sweet pet names. like he's a pretty serious guy, but to him, calling you a pet name isn't him being like corny or soft or vulnerable anything— it's just that he loves you and it's a sign of his affection.

i feel that he likes terms like "my love" or other things that are very simple. like i cannot imagine him saying something like "my little sugar cupcake munchkin" or anything like that HAHAHA but HEY YOU NEVER KNOW!!!

you're his love so he calls you his love, that's just how the logic goes in his head. like it truly is that easy for him LOL.

i do feel like he might use the sweeter ones ("darling" and "sweetheart" and such) more often when you guys are alone, but he also doesn't shy away from using them when you're in public. it's not that it's embarrassing to him at all; it's solely because he likes saving that side of him for you sometimes.

[kalied0skull]

danny gets those flash-flood crushes and it's the funniest thing ever. she once decided she liked steve and immediately lost intrest after beating him in an arm wrestle. aj and tashi (is that the name? my memory is not good) have a betting chalkboard of 'will dan's crush last for more than a day'

LMFAOOOO i love this so much

aj and *tesh having bets every time that danny gets a crush, and anytime one of them loses they get bragging rights

i could they'd bet with money — more on ajs part because he likes the challenge — and aj is usually always the one losing.

it's such a big "will she won't she" situation that isn't practically the highlight of their week, and anytime the dates extend they just get even cockier with it with a "I'm soooo gonna win" "oh yeah?" "YEAH. I AM." "yeah I'm sure you will... NOT."

shout out to mala @mala--draws who owns tesh

[popdrop]

Gotta say: Masayuki and Velgrynd are a great ship as well, specially since our boy Masayuki would be such a flustered mess in canon with Gryn-san (I find it more interesting himself than with Rudra personality and such). Like, in one side we have a woman in absolutely love with the golden boy and would do anything for him and the other side we have him being nervous in the presence of such “goddess”.

They also fit in the “short husband x taller wife” which adds even more of a fun, a devoted partner with a guy that gets blushing almost all the time when it comes to beautiful women (we even saw her bringing his face to her boobs and wouldn’t mind if he wished to touch them). Of course, Gryn-san always imitates physical contact when it comes to fluffy stuff too, like holding hands or kisses. And Masayuki thinks it wouldn’t be fair if she got nothing so he would try to initiate one as well.

THEYRE HONESTLY ADORABLE. THAT I CAN AGREE TO BUT LIKE

Isn't masayuki a high-schooler,,,,, ,,,,,

This is the problem with isekai animes o<-<

Besides all that, if I were to think of masayuki as like. At least 21 or more, even if it would decrease the comedic value, I would still prefer it like this than borderline pedophilic on Gryn's part :(

[bloodiedbod]

Eheh, i heard you wanted to breed this bunny while I tease you? 🤭🫣🫣

- 🐇

(Sorry if this is stupid and awkward)

You absolutely heard right.🫣😋

I'm the Dog that really wants to breed this Pretty Bunny.

_

Rutting into you trying to get all those pretty noises, only to be made fun of or teased?

It'd just make me wanna breed you even harder.

..

Feeling myself get hot n' redder with each tease you toss out through your sounds, Id hold back and let you have your fun for a bit, riling me up.

The switch in me liking it just as much as hating it. The more you egg me on, the more I wanna be so good that you're unable to get anything coherent out anymore.. my grip would get tighter and thrusts more precise.

𐂯𐂯𐂯𐂯𐂯𐂯𐂯𐂯𐂯𐂯𐂯𐂯𐂯𐂯𐂯

Be careful what you chose to say, though. It could get you put in a very compromising position, little Bunny.

..

🍃🐶

[lorelune]

thinking about that post you did on semi/non sadist jing yuan…. and i have to agree…. but he LOVES to see you embarrassed and a little uncomfortable and shy. manhandles you a little bit just to make you feel the power difference. pushes you into walls and corners you just to stand over you and watch you sputter. he’s so yummy i need him expeditiously

YES ANON... YES...

jing yuan loves to see you squirmy and shy by his hand. he loves when you're sputtering at hot in the face over him manhandling you against a wall... door... corner... especially if its almost public. he'd always shields your head if he moves you quickly, always protects you from physical harm. however. it's simply too fun for him to watch you get teary-eyed and embarrassed to not tease you a bit!!!

[allright]

I HAVE ARRIVED

what are sylus' favourite ways to mess with / tease you ?? 🎤🎤 gimme~

hi my sweet zoie!!!!

sylus lovessss making me put things into words - my desires, asks, and wants. i have bit of a hard time verbally expressing myself, especially if it's something i think makes me vulnerable at all. i get really embarrassed. sylus never pushes me too far, but he does like to push and prod just enough that it makes me mildly embarrassed but not enough for me to feel humiliated. like if i want a kiss from him or if i want to cuddle, he likes hearing me say what i want. he always gives me what i want, which helps me get over my embarrassment quite easily.

going along with that, he'll normally make some sort of comment whenever i initiate something. if he notices me inching closer to him while we're seated on the couch, he'll say something. or if i'm more touchy than usual, he'll comment on it, saying something like awfully bold today, aren't you? he likes how his words have an effect on me every time.

[whenyoucomeback]

oughthtkhntktn just took a second to think about how Caleb would react knowing I adore him so much and how he'd be when he sees the effort I put into drawing him, or how I've been glancing at selfship info templates to take the time to fill them out, just because I love him so much. he pines so much for MC, knowing the person he loves cares so much about him and wants to draw him and think about life with him would probably just?? make him so happy??? 😭❤️❤️❤️