Judgmental Golden Trio And The Twins! Love Them All🥰

what if adrien was a hater

I don’t know how people think these two are like some kind of sex god.

Baby I’m looking at two virgin losers 😭

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.”

So anyway then I baby trapped him

speaking my truth guys

Yes, I want to be his neighbor. Of course I want to be the stripper at the club he owns. I want to be his fated omega. I want to be his co-worker. I want to be his doctor, his arranged wife, his enemy, his childhood friend, his kid’s babysitter, his girlfriend, his wife, his ex-wife, his barista, his soulmate, his strange cryptid, his favorite blood bag, his divorce attorney, his pr relationship, his boss, his secretary, his sugar baby, his... I think you get the point.

In all universes, physical forms, and realities, I want that man.

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.”

Having a weird day

Why was this one shot lowkey the best animation I've ever seen from MHA? Bones, you did not have to animate each individual particle of Bakugou's blood for us 😭

Studies with the Couffaines