How Does It Feel? , Sukuna Ryomen Part Two

lowkeyartist!sukuna who makes videos in his room to post on his instagram. Most of it is just him making new tunes that would most definitely be sampled by an artist sooner or later, while some are covers.

But I think what people mostly know him for is the different lady - or ladies - they see in the background sleeping in his bed. His name on twitter grows hectic whenever they see the girls in the back in some of his videos, slamming and dragging his name. Regardless, he stays radio silent on it.

It’s not until a song that had used one of his vids for a sample went popular and he begrudgingly goes live on instagram for his first Q&A due to popular demand. The questions flood in when his fans realise it’s not bullshit and he actually is there to talk with them.

And, like true Sukuna signature, there’s a mystery lady in his sheets behind him. The live notices immediately when he shifts a little to the edge giving them a glimpse of you, almost like he wants them to see.

“Does it wobble? Don’t make me end this live,” he says sternly, trying to subtly read questions that aren’t about you behind him in the chat. He finds it funny how the whole internet has been in an uproar this past year due to your constant impulse on making your hair look different every other month - different girls, like he’d ever, the thought makes him scoff.

“Why do you bring over so many girls? what do you mean? It’s just one,” he teases, his head turning over his shoulder to peek at you - yep, still sleeping.

His taunts to the questions have everyone on edge, and you’re just peacefully in dreamland. His scowl deepens when he sees many people question his honesty on the last answer, so he finally breaks and he reveals the long awaited truth.

“It’s just one girl because it’s my fiancé, we’ve been together since I started this shit,” he leans back in his chair, relief flowing through his veins now that everyone knows, “why does she look different all the time? My girl’s just impulsive.”

snow days with katsuki<33

you loved surprising your husband. while he was not particularly one for surprises, he had to admit that yours were often endearing as hell. a homemade cake for his birthday—simple, not too sweet and full of love. exactly how he liked it.

you’d gift him little trinkets you’d found when he came home from patrol. you’d prep his coffee the night before so he could wake up and just start the machine. you were thoughtful, and he loved that about you.

after a few inches of snow, katsuki sat in his office, perusing some papers with his glasses on. he looked so sexy with his muscled arms and thick thighs. you peek your head through the door, rapping your knuckles against the oak wood.

“‘tsuki?”

“yeah?”

and he smiles at your giggles, his pouty face upturning as he looks at you with a squint, “what’re you laughing at, huh?”

“just, look out your window!”

katsuki looks confused for a moment, before he’s shaking his head with a grin. another one of your antics, of course, he prattles on as he swings the curtains open. and there it was: your surprise.

‘I LOVE YOU KATSUKI!’

there it was, written in the snow in big bulky letters. he could even see your footsteps that trailed along the side of the message, your cute feet making adorable imprints in the reflective ice.

katsuki feels a warm rush go straight to his heart. he didn’t get sappy, didn’t get overly-emotional. but you, with your little surprises, well, he couldn’t help but get the slightest bit choked up. you really loved him.

he bounds over to you and swings you up into his arms, hands slipping to cradle your bare stomach as he kisses you in a frenzy, “fuckin’ love you.”

“i love you too!”

but katsuki couldn’t just let this slide. no, he couldn’t! which was why, when you woke up that next morning, you find your husband curled up on the couch with his head nodding towards the door.

“go check the porch out,” he grumbles, flicking through his phone while trying to hide his smirk.

“oh? what have you got planned, hmm?”

and you’re opening the door, grin widening as you spot carefully carved letters written in the snow.

‘I LOVE YOU,’ with your name written right next to it.

your cheeks flush and you suddenly feel so shy as your man comes behind you and pulls you flush against his hips.

“oh, katsuki, you didn’t have to—“

“yeah, but i wanted to. ‘sides, ‘s about time i give you a surprise back, yeah?”

and he’s scooping you into your arms and carrying you past the threshold of the front door into the warmth of your home.

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All drawings about Bakugou from 2019 to 2024

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special mention to Stikugou:

and the Kiribaku references in Kirishima’s belongings and hoodie Dynamight:

there is something so damn satisfying about the face physics when Gojo and Yuta are swapped.

like you know very well Gojo is currently occupying Yuta's body because he gives some sort of edge to his facial expressions. meanwhile Yuta softens Gojo's facial expressions.

not to mention those edits of Sukuna without his face markings. you'd think he'd just be Yuji under that but it's a whole different character; a whole different aura.

i just really love it.

they're so back ✨

[papamin au 🐅] in da rodeo we all fam 🐎

Awww, how could they ever forget you?

HAPPY FUCKING HISPANIC HERITAGE MONTH FROM ONE HISPANIC WRITER/READER TO ANOTHER YEAAAAAAAAAA 🇵🇷🇵🇷🇵🇷🇵🇷🇵🇷