Dragon King Bakugou speaks to your tummy the night he comes back from battle. He lies naked on the plush soft fur of your shared bed. His ear is pressed to the tight skin stretched over the swell of your belly.
He hums deep and growly in his chest, an ancient melody, one his father sung to him when he was young. The archaic psalm details a powerful king, one blessed by fire itself and the son he gave birth to.
Your husband places a red tinted hand over your belly and sings in high draconian the story of the Dragon King and the Morning Star.
His voice fills the intimate space of your bedroom, the fire seems to sway lazily with his voice. The shadows dance gracefully along the walls. As the tale ends, he kisses your belly and mutters something more familiar to your ears despite the ancient lost language.
My Son.
He lowers his voice as if telling him a secret.
“I poured all that is good in me into your mother’s womb to make you. You will burn bright like your parents before you. Fire, Sun, and Star.”
Here's some thoughts about Bruce Wayne, my husband btw
cw: Major fluff
Just imagine being the wife of Bruce Wayne. Not the playboy, or the billionaire, not the philanthropist, but Bruce Wayne. A man who had to grow up at the young age of eight, and later on becoming a young man who spent his time traveling the world. Learning all he could, fighting, languages, anything. A man who sacrifices everything for the ones he loves, hoping that he can protect them from the world that seems hellbent on taking away all the people he holds dear.
Bruce is a man of few words, but each word that leaves those beautiful lips of his has a purpose. Those quiet moments when its just the two of you, cuddled in one of the plush couches in the Wayne manor library. The moonlight flittering in from the tall windows, the crackling of the lit fireplace is the only other noise that accompanies your whispered words of love. Wrapped in his protective embrace, a body that spends nearly every night defending and protecting the innocents of Gotham is here hugging you and gently massaging your back.
You bring a level of solace that Bruce didn't think he would ever have. Given how he accepted the fact that being Batman meant that he could never really have that. Then you came in. It wasn't some massive firework show or falling from the sky. You just... walked in like you were meant to be here all along. The patience, understanding and unwavering love you showed him time and time again had Bruce wondering where you had been all this time. You were so...You.
Bruce is the husband and lover who lets you kiss his countless amount of scars that litter his body that has been sculpted to fight and endure anything that comes its way. A body that held strength in every fiber of muscle and yet he turns to putty within your loving hands. Mind, body and soul, wholly yours.
Bruce had no idea of what he was missing when you weren't in his life and now that he has you, there is nothing on this planet or universe that would ever take you from him.
Bruce is someone who will die for You, and any one of the people he loves.
Year of the Snake!! 🐍
Luka's looking good in the new animation, he got a glow-up! I always thought he looked a little off in the old style.
Studies with the Couffaines
Hello (hate)
katsuki loves the way you taste. he’s the man that won’t ever let go of your body, he’s so clingy. whether he’s in public or not his hand is always on your waist, or sometimes even in your back pocket. he always has to be touching you, always always always. although, he knows his limits in public. he won’t kiss you out in the open, just a few pecs here & there on your cheeks or your forehead.
you can’t even try on any clothes in front of him or he’ll lose his mind. “katsuki .. not here” he has you pinned against the wall of the fitting room, kissing your neck “mm, just a little more baby.” he’s kissing his way back up to your jaw, replying to you in between kisses. “you don’t want ‘em to hear you, huh baby?” you shake your head at him, not wanting to get kicked out the store. he presses his lips onto yours, his hands pulling one of your legs up onto his waist. he cannot get enough of you.
“taste so fuckin’ good.”
ANYONE. find me a high quality ss of timeskip shinsou and MY LIFE is YOURS.
Luka looks so damn pretty In the new animation
he wants me so bad (he’s fictional and i read a fanfic about him)
the letter gabriel made for adrien made me giggle a little bit because when he wrote the part
"you will seize the miraculous of that wretched ladybug and her pathetic partner chat noir"
it just sounded like
"you will seize the miraculous of ladybug and HER LITTLE PATHETIC UGLY BITCHBOY OF A PARTNER chat noir"
사랑하는 것은 아무것도 아니다. 사랑받는 것은 꽤 대단하다. 하지만 사랑하고 사랑받는 것이 전부이다.
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