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his greed sickens me. he really said: i want two boyfriends so i can dress them like twins and actually got just that. some of us don’t even have one

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Being in the mha fandom and hating bkdk at the same time is not for the weak

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Thinking about Number 2 Pro Hero Dynamight whose pretty wife is not only a Pro Hero but the Number 4 as well - the only thing stopping her from getting higher is because she simply didn't feel like it.

You're extremely powerful, but you also knew how taxing it was to be in the top three ranks of hero society, what with the extra publicity and pressure, instead settling for number four because it was the best position, in your opinion.

Though, the public doesn't really know your reasoning for staying at your rank, and though you remain an inspiration for men and women alike across all of Japan and even spreading to other countries, that didn't stop certain people from underestimating you.

It was a random Tuesday.

You were exhausted.

Tired to your bones.

Katsuki was out on a mission, and you knew there would definitely be some paparazzi - and though he would be back later today, you missed his warmth and comfort.

So, you turned on the TV, surfing through various channels before your blonde husband came into view on the screen.

The reporter there had a wide smile plastered on his face, so stretched it almost looked fake.

You sighed. This should be good.

The man had slicked brown hair and a pointed nose, waving his microphone into the disgruntled blonde's face, the latter's nose crinkling slightly in discomfort.

You, on the couch can't help but mimic the blonde's expression instinctively, having been together so long that you felt his slight irritation through the screen.

"So, Pro Hero Dynamight! Everyone knows you're married to the Number Four Pro hero, your wedding had been all over the news!" he chuckles - though to you it personally sounded like sputtering car engine.

You blink - that's definitely not what you were expecting the reporter to ask.

Katsuki raises an eyebrow on the screen, not saying anything but suspicious as to where this conversation is going.

"However...your wife has been maintaining that spot for a while now...many people can say that they haven't noticed any progress in her career! What do you say about this?"

You look at the screen in disbelief, not so much offended, instead just shocked at the pure audacity of the man.

Katsuki, however, being the angel he is, took offense on your behalf.

You watch his Adam's apple bob as his eyebrow twitches, getting a glimpse of that pure anger that seemed to be ever present during his teenage years.

But he doesn't lash out, years of maturing and your love let him reign him emotions in, no matter how violently they were swirling in his chest.

Instead, he barks out a laugh, dark and menacing - enough to make the reporter visibly squeak in fear. Even you felt your eyes widen slightly at the change in demeanor.

Katsuki glances and the camera and scoffs, leaning in close to the reporter to whisper in his ear, enough for the microphone to pick up.

"My wife could single handedly wipe out every villain in Japan in she wanted to. Only reason why she hasn't is because she's sweet enough to give the rest of us sorry asses a chance."

You're pretty sure your whole body is red by the time the channel switches to some random toothpaste ad.

A/N: yayayayay katsuki loves his badass wife

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just walked home in the rain and truly felt like this like yaaaaaas feel the rain on your skin, no one else can feel it for u

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Okay. Okay. Guys i need help im lowkey searching for this one bakugo fanfic where its like bakugos fans are still shipping him with his ex and like saying reader is a home wrecker and shit and like reader and bakugos ex start beefins online through diffrent tweets and like reader posts a picture with nail scratches on bakugos back or smt I LOST IT AND I NEED TO FIND IT SB 💔🥀

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You know, I feel like if you had a younger sister, she and Katsuki would either be best friends or worst enemies.

For example:

If she was really young, say like 2-5, they would get along so well you have no idea. Like he would be spoiling her rotten, telling her how awesome her older sister (you) is, and how she better take good care of you while he’s not around.

He’s also probably endured every single movie of every Barbie variation there is to the point where they have scheduled movie nights just to watch them.

You think it’s adorable, how Katsuki treats your little sister like his own - though you have to admit, it is a little unfair how it took you so long to win over his heart only for your sister to get him all soft in a matter of minutes. though to be fair, you did all the heavy lifting

What Katsuki doesn’t tell you though, is that the main reason he loves your little sister is because she reminds him of you. She’s basically a carbon copy of you for starters, which is a given considering you both were sisters, but it also warmed his heart whenever he saw you with your sister too. Sometimes it was fucking hilarious to watch you two fight over the most mundane things, but also just seeing you take care of her with so much love that it reminded him why he fell in love with you in the first place.

On the other hand if your sister was a little bit older than that… say 8 - whatever is one year younger than your age…

You have my thoughts and prayers.

Dude they would clash so often it’s not even funny, they probably fight more than you both do. 

Say you’re getting ready for a date? 

“Yo, there’s a new Batman movie out, you wanna go?”

“Aw man, that sounds so fun…I gotta date with Katsuki though…”

“Take me with you then! We can see the Joker together!”

“IHEARDTHATYOULITTLESHIT!”

… Another precaution? Your little sister has definitely picked up some language from your hot headed boyfriend. 

“FUCK OFF OLD MAN SHE LOVED ME FIRST!”

“Wh- hey now-!”

However…on the off chance they do get along…boy are they something.

Say someone made you cry?

All they need is a first name, and they’re on it. Your sister is stalking every social media platform and group chat until they’ve got a phone number, address, and credit card information (probably not but you get the gist)

Good cop bad cop? No we’ve got two feisty war machines fueled by their love for you and vengeance.

Good luck! <3

A/N: there's something about your siblings interacting with your fictional husband makes something in my brain release happy chemicals

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guys sorry for the inactivity, school is kicking my ass but like ik no one gaf BUT i have to say it

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You know where to find me 🍣

🦘 And I know where to look

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“why do you still use tumblr?”

listen— i have to keep track of my hyper fixations somehow

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im so unmotivated oh my god💔💔💔💔 plus overthinking ain’t helping out at all👎🏻👎🏻

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CRASHOUT CENTRAL!

synopsis: katsuki has no idea if you like him or not

notes: bubbly + affectionate reader. umm implied hetero girl i think? but could also apply to not hetero i have no idea im sorry im just writing. idk if men crashout the way girls do but i like to think so. a lot of excessive unnecessary swearing bc it's katsuki. this is so ooc bc lets be fr when does katsuki talk abt *puke* feelings

he’s pacing.

shirtless. agitated. hair all mussed from his own frustrated hands.

kirishima’s lying on his bed with his hands behind his head, watching his best friend spiral for what has to be the third time this week.

“she said i smelled good,” katsuki huffs, whirling around. “who says that? who just..! says that to someone?”

“people who think you smell good?” kirishima offers helpfully.

katsuki glares at him like he’s the dumbest person alive. “she said it while huggin' me. and she said it in that sweet fuckin' singsongy voice.”

“right.”

“and then laughed when i didn’t say anything back. all fuckin' giggly and stupid.”

“you like when she’s giggly and stupid,” kirishima points out.

katsuki makes a noise in his throat. “not when i’m trying to figure out if she’s in love with me or just likes everyone.”

kirishima hums. “well. she is kind of a naturally affectionate person.”

“exactly!” katsuki snaps, flinging his arms out. “what if i’m just one of her little fuckin'.. plushies she likes huggin' or some shit? what if she’s going around being all sweet and smiley with everyone and i’m here thinking she wants to marry me? like, seriously. i've seen her cuddle with fuckin' pinky and round cheeks too, and she's always so.. giggly! and when i think she's flirting, she says it so fuckin' casual. like it's nothing. and i must be fuckin' delusional to think that it's anything more.”

kirishima snorts. “well, ashido and uraraka are both girls. and she doesn’t cuddle me the way she cuddles you.”

katsuki freezes.

“…you think?”

“bro, she lies on top of you like you’re a mattress. more than that, she like really curls in to you. no one does that platonically. that's just not a thing.”

katsuki makes another miserable groaning sound and throws himself down into the beanbag chair like he’s been wounded. he drags his hands down his face, muffling a scream into his palms.

“i don’t know anymore,” he mutters. “she calls me ‘kats’ like it’s just a nickname but then she’ll say it in that soft fuckin' voice like it’s something else. she’s always touching me and smiling and calling me cute but she does it so casually, like it’s just her being her. i don’t know what’s real. i don’t know if i’m hallucinating. i think i’m losing my goddamn mind. like, it's the tone. she goes all 'aweee, thanks kats!' in that stupid fuckin' sing-songy tone. i hate it! fucking..!” kirishima has no idea what katsuki's trying to punch to death. the air, maybe?

after watching him flop around like a dying fish for a moment, he offered gently, “why don’t you just ask her how she feels?”

katsuki sits up. furious.

he says nothing, but kirishima can tell what he's trying to say just from his look.

“well then,” kirishima shrugs. “guess you’ll just have to keep suffering.”

and katsuki does. every time you brush your fingers over his knuckles or play with his hoodie strings or grin at him from across the room with that stupid sweet look in your eyes, he suffers. quietly. dramatically.

because he wants you to mean it so badly.

but he has no idea if you do.

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