Guys Do I Give Tall Or Short Energy……… Pls Be Careful W Ur Answers Im Sensitive……

“(not like you had to, he’d let you see his insides if you asked politely enough)” WHAT R WE TALKING ABTTTTTTT WTF

my current wip teehee i hope yall like medical malpractice!!!! ^^ (and delusional yandere suguru!!!!!)

why is everyone going thru writers block rn r we okay

eres mia by romeo santos w suguru. yeah.

soaking in the bath while toji sits on top of the toilet seat bc he’s a big baby and can’t handle how hot you like your water.

you’re on your phone or reading a book, the skin above the water dewy from the steam and he just watches you. he watches as your head lulls to the side with a sigh before your breathing steadies. he’d think you were asleep if he didn’t know you any better, but he did.

he’d normally tease you, say something about how he didn’t know cpr if you fell asleep in the bath… but he doesn’t. instead he matches his breathing with yours (anything to make himself feel closer to you in the quiet moment) and leans against the back of the toilet. he’s content with watching you until your skin got all pruny. after all, isn’t that what he’ll be doing years from now anyway?

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grinding on hairy and domestic toji’s stomach while you kiss

High-res Assets for Vil Schoenheit - Relaxing In Room

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older bf! aizawa fixing all of my daddy issues. yeeeea. yeeeeeeeeeea.

i don’t even mean sexually!! like imagine opening up to him for the first time. you’ve been dating for a while and he knew some of your familial relationships were… strained to say the least, but he didn’t know the extent of it. you’re recalling some of your experiences — maybe a specific event, maybe just an overview — and he’s humming and nodding while listening to your words, his brows knitting together in a pitying expression. you think he’s pitying you anyway, you’re kind of avoiding his eyes as you speak.

your voice starts shaking after a moment and you’re internally cursing yourself for tearing up because why are you still so affected by the actions of your father? you pause for a second, swallowing against the lump in your throat and it’s so humiliating to fall apart in front of your boyfriend like this and—

and shota places a hand over yours. his hand is rough and calloused from hero work but so warm. he’s gazing wistfully at where your skin meets, his thumb so gently grazing over your knuckles before giving your hand a small squeeze. “i’m so sorry that happened to you, baby. you didn’t deserve that.” oh and his words are just barely there, but they ring louder than what anyone has ever told you in response to your past.

your eyes meet his after he speaks. you want to snap back out of some deep seated need to defend yourself (to make yourself seem less vulnerable, less pathetic, perhaps). of course you didn’t deserve what happened to you, that’s a dumb thing to point out. that’s what you’re about to say when your lips part, but only a small, shuddering breath leaves you.

you don’t even notice the tears rolling down your cheeks until shota brings up a warm hand to wipe them away, his body leaning closer to yours to press his lips against your forehead. you want to curse at him, to push him away and storm off for even daring to see you in this state… but you don’t.

instead you wrap your arms around his middle and hide your face in his neck (shame, maybe?) and cry. you’re not sobbing, but you can’t help the hiccuped breaths that leave you when his hand slips under the hem of your shirt to run his warm palm up and down your back. he doesn’t say anything after that.

^HE ALSO CUMS IN UR FOOD. freak.^

i want to make suguru call me daddy. mhmhmhmhmhmhm