I, In Fact, Can Handle Both George And Fred At The Same Time

katsuki who loves nose kisses btw. who's been innocently doing them with you ever since he was small and who still does them now. it's basically a reflex. whenever you're worried for him, or he has to go off somewhere, he presses his forehead to yours. who looks you straight in the eyes with an unspoken promise to be safe. he nods, smushing his nose to yours and nuzzling it softly, almost shyly. and then he's gone again, cheek, ears and nose completely pink.

I feel like a virgin when I search up x Reader with a new character I like

Drop out of highschool and hang out w the only people who don’t think you’re a complete loser (your sister’s school friends) it will only take you good places I prommy

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 😭

"Sirius don't you dare, we're not at home." your whines go completely ignored by your boyfriend because as soon as you lay down on James' sofa, Sirius is lifting your sleep shirt and burying his head under it.

"What is wrong with him?" Lily asks as she passes you a mug of tea- chamomile with a touch of honey- before going to sit besides James who looks equally puzzled.

"Every time I get out of the shower at night he does this. Says the lotion I use is the cause." You pat your boyfriend's head under your shirt, Sirius turns sideways with a tired grin on his face.

"You act like Jamesie there isn't the biggest baby too." James gawks, hazel eyes narrowing.

"I didn't even say anything, Pads. I think it's sweet."

Remus shakes his head, "Of course you do. It'd be sweeter in private."

Lily, you and Marlene hide a laugh.

Stirring a pot, Lily says, "You could at least let the girl breathe."

"She smells like sleep, cocoa butter and vanilla. What am I meant to do against that?" He sounds too lovesick, and with the grin on his face, James wishes he had his phone nearby.

Remus solves that problem for him almost immediately. Sirius doesn't even protest.

"Siri, don't you think it's a little pathetic to have to hide under your girlfriend's clothes at night to sleep?" Marlene asks and Sirius pops his head out again.

"Pathetic is you trying to imply you haven't snuggled up next to her on your sleepovers." Marlene throws a chocolate covered almond at him while he just looks at her all pleased and content.

Remus rolls his eyes, "You could at least save it for when you get into your room."

You hide a smile, knowing exactly what Sirius is going to say. You and your boyfriend have this conversation every night you join him back on the sofa instead of in bed.

Sirius doesn't dignify Remus with full view of his face- he moves your shirt just enough that his mouth and nose are visible.

"M'gonna be asleep in a bit anyways. In fact you're all just prolonging when I'll be able to sleep by carrying out an inquisition at near midnight."

You chuckle into your mug, taking a sip as Sirius shuffles up your body and settles again.

"You're a saint, Y/n." James compliments as he watches Sirius' hold on your waist tighten before he starts the movie.

Your boyfriend whines the second your hand falls on his back and you roll your eyes, slipping your hand down his shirt and scratching his back for him.

You can feel Sirius taking deep, lungful breaths of you before his heartbeat slows a bit and his breathing evens out- not even ten minutes into the movie he'd suggested.

"He's a big fucking baby." Marlene marvels at the way Sirius sleeps through the movie, hands around you and face hidden away under your shirt. "You wouldn't even guess he was clingier than Potter."

"Hey!" James groans, but he can't protest, his head is in Lily's lap as he twists and coils strands of his hair. Sirius hasn't even shown them the half of it- James keeps that tidbit to himself.

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.”

xy would put himself in my little pony à la weird al and he would be in a lavender marriage with twilight sparkle

I wish I could describe how painful it is to not have enough/ a lot of new x reader content for your faves and having to force yourself to move on to another character so you won’t feel sad.

bruce wayne save me bruce wayne

shouto’s the type to feel too far away from you when you’re not at arms length. so whenever he has homework to do he does it on his tatami floor while holding your hand. he’s unbothered too, arm not cramping or moving while he writes perfectly well (or he tries) with his other hand. when you think about your position you can’t help but laugh from your spot laying on the floor. shouto never gets what you find funny.