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hi I started watching mha again so expect posts soon

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I can’t believe they named a car brand after a otome game vampire🤯

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I LOVE THIS SO FUCOIBG MUVH ONG

★ CALLING MHA CHARACTERS BRO

characters: midoriya, bakugo, todoroki, kirishima, denki

genre: fluff, crack !!

© mirkoluvs. please do not copy, modify, or repost on other platforms. thank you !!

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denki: *wiggles his toes* my precious doggies need harnesses.

Y/n:...what?

sero: denki, do you need socks?

denki:...yes.

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Sending BNHA Boys Their Memes Featuring Kirishima, Bakugo, Deku, Shoto and Denki.

BNHA Masterist

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Bakugou wearing a velour juicy pink track suit

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bakugou lets you put hair products in his hair when he gets out of the shower.

he closes his eyes and lets this content look wash over his face as your fingers comb the product through his hair. he even lets you put your moisturizer on him when you’re getting ready together, shoulder-to-shoulder in front of the bathroom mirror. he makes fun of your silly-looking sheet mask but enjoys it when you put one on him, scrunching his nose and smiling mischievously when you frown, “you’re messing it up!”

if you use an ice roller, he wants you to use it on him every time, coming to sit at your vanity and nudging you till you give in and roll it down his nose, then on his cheeks. he laughs at you when you’re doing your makeup, mimicking the focused face you make when you’re applying mascara. you chase him around with an eyeliner pen in your hand, threatening to give him some wings like the ones you just drew on your own eyes.

most times he just sits quietly, scrolling mindlessly on his phone and occasionally looking up to watch you in the mirror. he’s easily mesmerized by you, watching in awe as you perfect your appearance, wonder in his eyes at your attention to detail—these little moments make him remember why he loves you.

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*Sero and Todoroki observing bkdk*

Sero, jokingly: I want what they have…

Todoroki, hesitant: I… okay, you’re annoying.

Sero:

Todoroki: and a loser…?

Sero: I wanna kiss you so bad.

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He’s a model!!!!(and stoned)

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No but fully serious–

Grumpy bakugo singing happy birthday to cinnamonroll (can never spell his name lol)

You have a tiny cake with a little candle, your build a bear in your arms as yous sing happy birthday

Yeah, bakugous too blinded by love to see how silly this looks

IM GOING TO CRY :(((

bakugou does a lot of stupid things to make you happy, he’d make a pig fly for you if he could— so when you start giggling at him across the room after sending him a digital invite to a stuffed animal’s birthday party he really does try not to combust !!

he’ll help you bake the tiny little cake for your cinnamoroll build-a-bear, only because he gets to boop the frosting on your nose and lick powdered sugar off of your cheek as you squirm away from him all flustered.

katsuki blows up blue and pink and white balloons and hoists you up by the waist so you can sticky tac them above the entryway in your living room to decorate the place for the party. he says no to confetti, it’s a bitch to clean up after, and it takes all of his strength not to give in to your puppy dog eyes when you beg for it (he gives in).

but it’s all worth it, his heart swelling happily in his chest while he watches you sing happy birthday to the stupid cinnamoroll plush he’d gifted you a few weeks back. your eyes are bright, twinkling along with the flicker of the candle you’d stuck in the cake for your bear and your smile is so wide that it’s contagious— katsuki can’t help but smile with you too.

he kisses, helps you blow out the candles and the three of you spend the rest of your plushie’s birthday snuggling on the couch until you fall sound asleep. “you’re lucky she freakin’ loves you,” bakugou mumbles to the cinnamoroll bear who you keep tucked under your arm as you nuzzle into your boyfriend’s chest.

:( he’s so silly, pretending not to be jealous of a little bear.

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I heard you were looking for requests 👀

*ahem* I will take anything kirishima fluff related that you are willing to offer. I am such a sucker for him??? I would like him to smother me with his love and affection and I would like to smother him with mine in return. k thanks I’ll see myself out now-

(that is, if you write for him!! If not I will happily take more hawks or bakugou, you write them PERFECTLY)

K-KIRISHIMA??? T H E LOML???? THE ONE AND ONLY???

I WILL COMBUST RN SAY SIKE-

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“Eiji, you promised me you’d be up before I got back.”

It wasn’t a promise per se, but it still was completely unnatural for Kirishima to be still in a state of sleepiness so late in the morning.

9 times out of 10, he’s up and at the gym for a few hours, showers, cooks you both breakfast all before waking you up; but today, he seems like he could sleep forever if you let him.

And you would’ve! But it’s his first day with you and you alone in months, and you didn’t want to spend it all in bed.

“I am up,” he murmurs from the half of his face not burrowed into a pillow.

“You’re not,” you assure. Crawling into bed, you straddle the hip that’s free from the mattress, the height difference making you squeak softly. “I meant you’d be up. Like, up, vertical.”

“Well you should’ve been more specific,” he teases. A strong arm reaches up to wrap around your waist, almost as if to keep you steady from potentially falling from your perch on his hip. 

You pout your lower lip out and shove his shoulder gently, “come on, Eiji,” you whine, watching as a bright red eye, still bleary with sleep, opens to peer up at you. “Don’t you want to spend the day with me? I even got you one of those breakfast sandwiches you like!”

“Of course I do,” he yawns, finally rolling on his back. He shifts you to remain in your straddle, thumbs easing over the softness of your hips. “But surely we could wait five more minutes.”

You cross your arms and look at him, unamused (or as unamused as you could look with him, which is not very) and you sigh, “since when do you like to sleep in?”

“Since I’m able to,” he gives you a cheeky smirk before folding his arms up behind his head, resting under the pillow as he closes his eyes. “Give me a few more minutes, babe. Then I’m yours.”

You click your tongue in annoyance before letting his body lax out, his breathing starting to fall more rhythmic with each gentle pass through his nose, and you hate how stunning he looks at ease, golden light of sun rays hitting his tanned skin.

…what kind of menace would you be if you let him sleep peacefully?

Shuffling softly, you reach up a loving hand to card the locks of red hair rom his forehead, smiling as he nuzzled into the touch.

Planting a soft kiss to his nose, you watch as he smiles sleepily, nudging his nose softly.

Then, you leave a kiss on the corner of his mouth, and he lets his lips pucker out gently, and you give him a proper kiss. Your hands gently smooth over his biceps, and he lets out a relaxed hum.

“What’re you planning?”

“Nothing,” you say softly. “Just like lookin’ at you.”

He smiles dopily and as silence once again fills the room, your nails dragging over the dips in his muscles. He jerks at the tickly feeling over his arms, and he growls out a playful “do not,” through his teeth.

“Your breath stinks,” you tease, before your hands pin his arms down, and you lean down to peck tiny kisses over his face. His lip quivers slightly, and as you start to make more noisy kisses, he lets out the smallest little snickers.

Settling down on top of him, your kisses trail over his cheeks and suddenly, your hands shoot under his underarms, and he shrieks in agony, “you’re so mean!”

“And you’re just so cute!” You croon, nuzzling into his cheeks while you tickle him gently. His back arches to try and knock you off, titters and giggles bubbling into the morning air. “You like to think you’re this big, bad, tough guy, and you’re just the softest, sweetest-“

“Shut up!” He shakes his head back and forth to cope with the sensations and your affectionate teasing, snorting softly through his nose and clamping his elbows to his sides. “Go away!”

“Are we gonna get up and eat the breakfast I got for us, or am I going to tickle you for the next several hours,” you tease. “Your decision.”

Your fingers don’t actually move, his arms are too tight to his body, but just the feeling of your fingers being there seems to be enough to keep him in stitches.

“F-Fine! I’m up! I’m up, leave me alone!”

“That’s what I thought,” you purr happily, planting little kisses over his jawline for compensation. “We’ll take a nap later, because I love you so much.”

He rolls his eyes, and upon locking eyes with you, he pins you with his now free arms, keeping you to his torso. Despite your struggling, he pants out a puff of his nasty morning breath in your face, smirking as you whine out at his obnoxious playfulness.

“Feral!” You scream, writhing hard against him.

“You started it, you snot rocket.”

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Katsuki just crumbles at your compliments. Like he loves hearing compliments from people but when it's YOU he folds.

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Like maybe you're in a restaurant together and he's irritated cause the food is taking so long. "Awh you're so pretty, baby." You coo reaching over to pinch his cheek.

His ears turning pink so fast and a smile forming even faster. "Shut up." He whispers loudly pulling your hand away from his face. And when you don't stop, he bangs his fist on the table out of frustration attempting to get you to stop. Slowly placing his head down on the table trying to force his smile away.

Or

You guys are at an award show together and his face shows on the big screen. You notice before he does. "Look Kat', you look so cute, love. " And again he blushes immediately. "Stop." He whispers softly this time, not even looking at the camera cause he refuses to be caught blushing. You can definitely see that he's blushing though even as he bends down to his lap while you stroke his head waving at the camera.

He's so mad when he's trending on Twitter the next day with people calling him a softy and a simp. Walking over to you shoving his phone in your face to witness the mess you have caused. "Look at this." You only giggle as you scroll through the names people are calling him. "You really look cute here." Yet again he's blushing and smiling like an idiot. "This is not funny, you've ruined me." He just flops down onto the couch laying his head on your lap with a dopey smile on his face. His look so loving even if he's mad.

"You're not ruined, just... avoid Kaminari and the paparazzi."

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STOPPP HE WOUKD THINK IM INSANE LMFAOII

(reader has hair that can be curled with the sock method. i am writing this bc i saw a comment on a tiktok tutorial for the sock method that was like “idk how much more my husband can take this)

katsuki would be the boyfriend that’d be absolutely bamboozled when he walks into your room to turn in for the night, and you’re putting socks in your hair.

i can just imagine the most judgmental stare emerging from his rarely judgmental look (at least for you)

like.. he doesn’t know how much more he can take when he cuddles up next to you and you’re looking like you have a ufo on your head 😭 he gets curling your hair but… socks. they’re socks. he’s baffled.

but then he kinda gets it when he wakes up next morning and your hair looks absolutely majestic. (he obviously expresses that “the sock thing is still goofy”, and just compliments the outcome on your hair)

despite so, the sock method never gets old for him in terms of how much it baffles him— and he will continue to give you split second judgmental looks until the day you pass 💀

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He’s such a petty bitch🙄🙄

imagine bakugou stealing your clothes. like you buy oversized everything from the mens section and it just so happens to fit him perfectly and you think its so cute how he just struts around one your outfits while your wearing one of his.

he’s so funny he just wants to share all your things.

“katsuki?!”

and he makes the most contorted confused face bc he can’t remember if he’s done anything wrong lately.

“what?”

“that’s my sweater!” you frown lightly.

he goes quiet, looking down at the material.

“oh.” he shrugs.

you look at him pointedly.

“what? you wear my shit all the time, theif.”

your frown deepens as he sits beside you on couch.

he starts to place warm kisses on your cheek and your smile slips through.

“knew you weren’t mad at me. bet you think i look sexy, yeah?” he grins.

“that’s the problem, it looks better on you.” you grumble.

he drags you into his lap, face in your neck.

“nah.” he offers. his words saying far less than his actions.

his arms tightening around you, soft pants on your neck, thumbs rubbing mindless shapes into your sides, and the nuzzle of his nose into your neck.

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Where’s all the fics that feel like floating on a cloud watching the sun set as an angle sings