#this is fantasy and romance and love he's crazy about you 😌😌😌😌

[willowser]

willow, do you think as a single, not yet dating you guy that bakugou masturbates a lot? i think izuku is constantly jerking it out to porn stars that look like you but i don't think bakugou is as perverted (lol?) as izuku

not yet dating you bakugou is my favorite !!!! ✨

tbh i haven't ever decided on a concrete answer to this thought, bc—we're talking about a grown ass man that takes care of himself and his body and is consistently, vigorously active. his testosterone levels must be THROUGH the ROOF !!! sex drive in high gear !!!!

BUT !!!!

idk !!! this is probably my own biased take on his character, but i think he's still awkward sexually !!! especially about you !!! i think he's getting MAD at himself for popping a boner to the thought of you LOL bc he's like !!!! so hard on himself !!!! and you're so !!!!! his feelings for you are genuine 🥺 you make him feel a way he hasn't before 🥺 and you're smiling at him and asking how his day is going and you're so cute he wants to rip through his skin AND HE'S SO HOT FOR YOU IT'S RIDICULOUS !!!! i've said this before but i think his attraction is directly tied to how he feels about you and he's !!!! so down bad...................

but !!!!! LOL

i think he feels bad thinking of you that way ??? bc he doesn't know really what he's doing in the romance department he doesn't know if that's really.........okay ???? he's not exactly talking to DEKU FOR EXAMPLE about how often he gets off LOL i just think he's so misled romantically bc he didn't have time for that shit !!!! but now it's here at his doorstep and waking him up at night !!!!! can't get away from it !!!!! like..............................he's so sure you'd think he was a MASSIVE PERVERT MEATHEAD for jerking off in the shower to the thought of you it makes him so akhfkahah

does that make sense !!!!! this is my favorite topic and i feel like i can't ever get my thoughts and feelings out right bc he makes me insane !!!! tbh !!!!!

[pomegranatearildreams]

Woooow I love this soooo much 😍🤩!!! I’m squealing at how this fic sways back and forth from sweet and cute to dirty and sexyyy, and it’s the best combination 😍💓🤤

I adore how your words painted images of Jax being the soft loving father that he is for his young sons 🥲😇

he scoops up his young son in his arms and greets him with a tender kiss.

but even when he’s running late Abel will squeeze your hand and say ‘he’s coming soon’—like in his bones he feels his daddy’s engine thrumming.

I especially love the good lil lady who’s a whore for one (1) man and the big bad man who’s soft and sweet for that one (1) woman vibes in this 🤤💘✨

I also really liked the section where you added that Tara’s always going to be in his heart in some way, but that he’s beginning to move forward from his loss and is holding out hope that his inner storm will pass. This part acknowledged Tara and the love that he’ll always have for her, but also let us know that he’s willing to move forward and heal. I just think it was a lovely addition into canon and set the scene for Jax’s frame of mind in this 😌!

Oh and him at home getting ready 😂 It was absolutely adorable!! Badass Jax Teller fumbling and stumbling with what clothes to wear, how to style his hair and what to say to impress his crush awwww

“What’s up, Nero?” he greets his favorite wholesome sweater-sporting superhero. One of the few sources of comfort and calm in his life as a reaper.

Yeeeessss Jax + Nero the fabulous duo 🥲!!! And the fact that Jax wants to know if his pick-up lines are any good 😂 ADORBZ!!!

It’s so frickin hottt the mutual attraction Jax and reader have for each other 🥵 The way they’re thinking down right dirty thoughts about each other, touching themselves to the fantasies about each other, ooohhh the wanting and lust and longing was intense and one of the hottest things 🔥🔥🔥

You’re dumb enough to make eye contact through the window and he greets you with a small wave and a smile. Sort of... awkward and a little shy

It’s cute as hell how nervous they get around each other because they’re secretly crushing harrrd. They way he tripped walking to meet her in her daycare, the way they struggle to focus on their words when they have filthy thoughts of the other playing in their heads

Also those teacher filled puns were filthy to the extreme 🤤, I need to cool down after that 🥵🥵🥵

Jax looks as if he’s hanging hard on every single word you say.

This man all whipped already 😋

Oh and then he finds his opening 😂😂😂 Paired with that gif 😂😂😂 I love it!!! It started the hot heated flirtation, and damn were they in sync with their insanely suggestive words 🔥🔥

“And I know I’m not right for you. But I—I want to be, honestly, and if you let me then I’ll keep on trying to.”

“I don’t really do romance. But with you I’m fucking dying to. We can go on cute dates and star-gaze and slow dance. Be stupid and crazy. If you want that as badly as I do... then baby, just give me a chance.”

How frickin’ sweet and adorable 😭😭😭💘💘💘 Big bad Jax wanting the sweetness and fluff with reader awwww 🥲!!!

I’m swooning over the dynamic between them already, it’s all cute and sweet but at the same time hot and filthy 😇🤤😍

I loved and adored this treat of a fic 😍🤩!!!

The Pick-Up Line

A/N: Sooo here’s the next fic from my Request List, which I know for a while now has been sadly neglected! Based on the below request in which Jax has a crush on reader, who is Abel’s daycare teacher, and finally gets his chance with her. I got inspired to write it for my dear @happyhunnams​’ birthday as I know she’s been excited for this one! 💝 This is also my next entry for @band–psycho’s Bingo Challenge! ✨

Pairing: Jax Teller x F!Reader Warnings: smut, swearing, dirty talk, good teacher falling for that bad cock, Jax having a huge crush and being awk and adorbz as fuck Request: This anon request Bingo Square Filled: “Give me a chance”

Word Count: ~2.8k

He’s bad.

He’s cigarettes and drugs and guns. He’s stained in blood from all the dirty jobs he’s done, from all the shit he’s hit and run. He’s inked in black and leather-clad. Some time ago he lost his wife, love of his life, and the loss drove him fucking mad. 

You look at him and you feel sad. He has two sons. Two little sons. Like he has any business raising little ones. A man like that—he really shouldn’t be a dad.

But so he is, and it’s so bad the way you almost just forget that he’s a criminal when he scoops up his young son in his arms and greets him with a tender kiss. You run the best daycare in Charming; somehow Mr. Teller always comes on time to drop off Abel in the morning, which is really quite alarming. Not so punctual for pick-up in the afternoon—but even when he’s running late Abel will squeeze your hand and say ‘he’s coming soon’—like in his bones he feels his daddy’s engine thrumming.

You yourself can feel a different kind of thrumming, every time you see Jax coming. Wish you weren’t that kind of woman. Kind of woman who would throw away her dignity to fuck the king of Charming.

God, he’s bad. And even worse, because you think about the bad guy every night and touch yourself until you burst. ‘Cause he’s the best wet dream you’ve ever fucking had.

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You’re good.

You’re pink apples and picture books and pinwheels spinning in the summer sun. You’re like a mother to his son. You’re everything he wants to have and hold, and fuck if only he should be so bold, but knows he never should.

It’s hard when every day he wakes and thinks of you as he rubs out his morning wood.

Ever since his most tragic loss, Jax hasn’t had space for a thing inside his heart other than hatred toward his sorry self for having been the cause. By now it’s been a while though. Some part of him is letting go. Yet even so part of him knows, he’ll never be the man he was.

Won’t love the way he did before. Loss changes as it ever does. Can barely recognize the widower, the killer in the mirror. Splashes water on his face, raises to meet his gaze, and takes a steady pause. Searching himself for any part of him that’s pure.

The part of him that’s real—that can still feel—that may at last have come to heal… won’t love the way he did before.

For shame, won’t ever love the same. But if his heart survives its self-inflicted war, then maybe on the other side there’s hope of loving more.

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