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Bakugo is perfect for cuddling. Why? Cause he’s big and he’s warm.

I don’t mean just big cause he’s tall, I mean muscle, he’s a pro-hero after all, he’s gotta stay fit. So it wasn’t unusual for you to see his biceps practically ripping every atom of his compression shirt when he’d go out to the gym.

Despite coming back all sweaty the first thing he likes to do is lay on you and now convince you his germs have passed onto you so he has an excuse to shower with you. From there you guys find your way to your shared bed and cuddle. His muscles caging you in, his large calloused hands wrapped around your figure, and he couldn’t be happier. He keeps you warm too, thanks to his quirk his body is always warm/hot. (Thanks to this he also usually walks around shirtless.)

So it’s not uncommon for him to place his hands under your shirt, resting them gently along your sides as he uses just the right amount of heat to warm up his hands a bit. Usually he does it when you have cramps, he’ll have you lay your back to his chest and keep his hands on your lower abdomen while you rest. Such a good boyfriend.

“Cmere”

There’s no point in him saying that when he’s already got you thrown over his shoulder, taking you off the couch as if you weren’t peacefully reading.

“Kats-“ you can’t help but giggle, seeing he’s in one of his lovesick moods.

He gently places you on the bed before climbing on top of you, his head resting on your chest gently as you find your hand in his.

You smile seeing him find relaxation in your touch.

“I love you katsuki.”

His hand warms up a bit and you can see his ears turn a little pink.

—

“I love you too.”

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he might be the love of my life

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thinking about bakugo katsuki, who just wants to prove to you more than anything that he'd be an amazing boyfriend.

it begins with little things.

he tells you if there's something on your face, if there's something in between your teeth that hinders your beautiful smile. he tells you if your tie or uniform is out of place but can never hold back a 'be more careful, idiot' as he helps you fix the stray mistake. he looks away when you laugh at his preciseness. he stops your cup of water from falling over, puts his hands over any hazards that will hurt if you bump into them, all those kinds of small things.

he gives you all of his attention when you directly address him. whether it be a comment, a compliment, or a question, bakugo always gives you 100% of himself as long as you're direct with him.

even if you don't specifically speak to him, he always listens too.

you could be talking to mina about a movie you watched and bakugo will be listening, leaning back in his seat, not even looking in your direction yet his ears are ENGAGED, he's taking in every word you say. he even searches the movie up later.

not that he wants to watch it- bakugo has no time to waste on these things. he's saving it for when he can watch it with you.

he always watches your reactions first whenever in a group. whether it be in class and being told about some exciting projects - internships, camps, whatever, bakugo always keens to gauge how you respond. alternatively, it could be bakugo and kirishima's turn to make dinner (bakugo carries), and the second it is served bakugo's watching intently for your reaction.

(he only agreed to making dinner because kirishima bribed him. how? well, he mentioned your name and bakugo got straight to washing the vegetables.)

his little acts then evolve. he saves seats for you at lunch when you can't make it to the cafeteria in time or when he knows you're too busy that you won't make it in time to get a portion of your favourite lunch, so he buys it for you.

you always thank him for his kindness and begin to repay him but bakugo always rejects it, waving you off. 'don't do it again because i'm not doing this for you again', he mutters and you simply smile because you both know there is a next time.

he grabs your hero suitcase for you, going out of his way to do this for no one else but you. he accepts your pleads for help whenever there's something from the classwork you can't understand, smirking triumphantly at deku and momo - the top students of the class, who are confused at bakugo's sudden smugness.

eventually you get comfortable with him, to the point that physical touch is not a big deal anymore. the first time you take the risk was laying your forehead on his shoulder from fatigue and almost everyone around you gawks at the collected expression bakugo wears.

you had muttered a quick 'sorry' as you lifted your head up but the blond grunts in response, not sure how else to say that it's okay and you can lean on him any time.

denki then tries to do so and almost gets half his hair charred off.

it then evolves to the point that bakugo's known you long enough to have memorised your orders at fast food chains, cafes, boba shops, etc. and he often buys your favourite snacks whenever he visits the local 7/11, and when he delivers them, you give him the brightest smile he's ever seen and the explosive blond knows that the slow decrease in funds of his bank account is totally worth it if it means he gets to make you happy. he often masks his feelings with a 'tch' before storming off.

90% of bakugo's language is insults, but he is mindful to never throw them at you. he doesn't want you to doubt yourself for one second, whether it be your strength, smarts, beauty, etc, he's mindful to exempt you from his 'extras' phrase, because you're probably the only special one to him from everyone in the class.

and he knows you're special because one night, you take him outside the dorms and onto the balcony, asking him out on a date and he almost explodes himself into the air with joy. his cheeks fluster up- so uncharacteristic of him, and he tries to keep up a 'cool guy facade' whilst accepting your offer.

"get ready, cause i'm about to take you out on the date of your fuckin' life."

"wh- bakugo, i was the one who asked!"

"and i'm gonna be the best boyfriend ever, so leave this shit to me!"

thinking about bakugo, who is known to be hard-to-date, unapproachable, unlikeable unless he kept his mouth shut.

thinking about bakugo katsuki, who is absolutely 'the best' boyfriend ever because you have never doubted his love for you for a single second, and he makes sure you never will.

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just some thoughts i've been having about Atsumu between studying for finals and doing final projects; male reader intended but entirely gender neutral (i think)

lowercase intended, not edited, might make a full post about atsumu soon

i've been thinking about dating Atsumu, with a best friends to lovers dynamic. you've known each other since middle school, and your relationship developed into what some might call... puppy love.

he's so incredibly needy and pouty when you ignore him for your homework. he'll practically drape himself over your back while trying to get your attention, pretending to lean his full body weight on you. he'll even bring you snacks to try to coerce you into taking a break and giving him attention.

he absolutely loves cuddling, just laying with his head on your chest, admiring your face. he absolutely loves it when you play with his hair, he practically gets hearts in his eyes. he loves taking naps on you- with you- he definitely means with you, he'd never use you as a pillow as a way to make sure you stay in bed with him.

he absolutely loves holding your hand in public, especially in front of his friends and brother. he like showing you off, and he loves bragging about getting a partner before his brother. he absolutely adores you, and he likes when the people around you know that too.

why is atsumu so cute... anyways hope you enjoyed this mini, entirely self-indulgent post :)

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Too cute for his own good | E. Kirishima

> fluff fluff and more fluff, kiri just being adorable jdmshna,

Y'know when something is so cute you can't help but squeeze it and kinda go insane over it.

Well that's how you feel about kirishima. And honneslty who could blame you

Kirishima's smile always almost blinded you at how much it makes him glow. And that didn't really change after you guys got together. It's like he gets cuter with every day that passes.

Imagine this,

You were both sitting on his bed after a tiring day of hero training chatting about nothing and everything at the same time.

When suddenly you grab his face, placing your hands on either side of it. His lips were already set into a small pout but you squished his cheeks further so that it became much more prominent.

You leaned in and kissed him over and over all over his face slightly pushing him away and pulling him back towards you between each kiss.

Uhh.. [name]? What're you doing?

You're too cute and my brain just can't process it-

And if to make matters worse or best if I'm being honnest he smiles and lets out a laugh. That toothy grin of his showing even more.

This time your brain really stoped processing it.

That was short...

But let's be honnest he'd do the same to you-

Masterlist

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AaAaaAA this was so much fun to make ^^ recently i’ve been running into lots of spider-deku fanart, and after re watching far from home (cuz can’t watch nwh :) ) I finally decided to give it a shot! started as a messy sketch thingy but turned into this. 

I was gonna make the suit green as other artists did but red suits izuku 🤌🏽

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━━ if you ship characters please read this !

alright don’t get me wrong, i’m not against straight people having gay ships or having the headcanon that certain characters are queer, but i do have a problem with people stereotyping and fetishizing gay ships, or “turning them straight”.

when i say turning them straight, i don’t mean that they genderflip one character and not another. i mean the whole feminization of one character while masculine traits are accentuated in the other. for instance, daisuga isn’t personally one of the ships that i like, but a lot of the daisuga content that i have consumed portrays an overly feminine version of suga (literally the suga-mama “joke”..), same goes for iwaoi in which oikawa turns into a twinky, kuroken where kenma gets turned into an uwu soft boy, etc etc.

gay people have different personalities. all gay couples are different. the whole point of a gay relationship is that there’s not a female.

tl;dr : stop portraying gay ships as a stereotypical “twink” and “cub/bear”

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Bakugou Katsuki was a strange man.

“Get up!” he barked from the hallway. “What the hell are you doing on my brand new couch?! Get your feet off!”

You were currently stretched out on your cream couch, primed and ready to take a deep sleep on it. However, your boyfriend clearly had other plans for you.

“Did you just say… your brand new couch?” You opened your eyes to stare at him. “I bought her!”

“Her? It’s him, jackass!” Bakugou shuffled a step closer. “Get off and come to bed.”

“Bakugou,” you muttered. “I’m comfy here. Come lay with me.”

“Like hell I’d sweat on my new couch,” he hissed out the words, shuddering as if repulsed by even the mere idea of doing such a heinous act. “Move that pillow, you’re gonna ruin it!”

You gently picked it up and put it on the floor, knowing if you threw it you’d be on his shit list for at least a week.

You covered your eyes with your arm. “I ain’t coming to bed tonight, ‘kay?”

Bakugou grumbled out something incomprehensible that you didn’t bother to listen to. You turned to face the couch and let yourself drift off.

Your full night sleep was unsuccessful. Halfway through the night you woke up to someone squeezing in between the back of the couch and you.

Your eyes blinked open. Bakugou looked down at you, mouth twisted into an angry scowl as he kept himself up with an elbow. “What?” he snapped.

“I’m glad you decided to join me.” You smiled up at him, pulling him down with a hand on his shoulder. He went down easily and you moved your hand down to his waist. “It’s not so bad sleeping in the couch then, huh?”

Bakugou forced a hand to your own hip to forcibly squeeze it. “Shut it. Get your hands off me.”

“There’s no where else for them to go. I’ll fall off if I don’t hold on.” You were growing tired of conversation. You didn’t take your hands off him.

He pulled you closer to him, making sure to hold you with an arm on your back. He took in a deep breath, “Better?”

You hummed appreciatively. “Thanks, babe. You’re a star.”

“Shhh,” he hissed out. “You’re so… ugh! Infuriating. Stop ruining the moment with your stupid words that come out of our mouth.”

“I’m… asleep, can’t hear you.”

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Bakugou looked close to blowing your new house to smithereens.

The two of you had just picked out a new house together and were a week into your new life at your new home.

Unfortunately, the two of you were not even close to being able to relax just yet. Everyday something went wrong or something broke and the two of you were quickly arriving at your limit.

“I’ll fix it.”

“Huh?” He turned around, hands on his hips. His red eyes bored into your own and you were quick to smile at him.

“I said I’ll fix it.”

Bakugou squinted at you and you could immediately tell this man wanted to go lie in bed for an hour. The alternative to that was screaming.

You couldn’t wait to join him. “Go to bed, babe.”

“What if ya need help?” he grumbled, his eyes closing tiredly. He brought a hand up to his face, pushing at his one cheek.

“It’s easy to fix pipes. Well, it should be, anyways,” you said, reaching for his wrist to pull it away from his face. He opened an eye to peer at you.

“…” He sighed and pulled his arm from your grasp. “You better come too when you’re done or I’ll come out here and drag your ass to bed myself.” He stalked down the hallway and you happily listened to his footsteps pad across your hardwood floor—your new hardwood floor.

Man. You loved your new floor.

You got to it quickly, examining it before simply tightening a pipe. You sighed at how the two of you had overreacted over such a minor thing that took a few minutes to fix. You two were clearly exhausted at this point.

You slowly trudged down the hallway and creaked open your door. Bakugou lifted his head to watch you and only put it back onto his pillow when you eventually sat down on your chosen side.

You smiled and placed a hand into his hair, your smile growing more fond when he closed his eyes at the contact.

“You’re acting rather tame today.”

His eyes snapped open. “‘m fucking tired!” He reached over and pressed a hand down onto your thigh to reprimand you. “Now, shut it and lay down!”

You laughed and situated yourself calmly, only grow more amused the more sharp Bakugou’s eyes got. Once he was satisfied with your position, he pulled the two of you closer with a hand on your hip.

“Close your eyes,” he ordered, tucking his face under your chin and taking his usual spot. His arms barely tightened around you before they slack, a clear sign of him ready to go to sleep.

“I love you.” You threw a leg over him, only for him to push it off ridiculously fast. He had already been expecting that. You smiled into his hair.

“Love you too,” he grumbled, lips brushing against your neck.

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Kageyama was not the perfect boyfriend as you usually claimed him to be.

For example, for some strange reason, he’d always lose balance next to you when walking. He’d stumble to the side and hit into you, occasionally knocking the two of you flat on your asses if you couldn’t right yourself in time and catch the two of you.

And then, unfortunately, he’d never hold your hand right. He either held it entirely too loose, relying on you to hold his limp hand, or he’d hold your hand way too tight, leaving you to suck up the small pain you experienced in your efforts to not make him let go.

He was still your boyfriend though. And that’s what made him perfect.

So, when Kageyama started distancing himself and began to do absurd things like try to sing the best Big Time Rush song to you outside your window—which was very unwanted, unneeded, and totally outrageous—and got thorns stuck in your hand the next day, you knew you had to put a stop to it.

“What are you doing?” You glared at him, plucking thorns out form your fingers. When you had obliviously opened locker while talking to him, you had reached in blindly for one of your binders, only to be met with the stems of roses. “You’re gonna end up killing me or something. Like a weirdo.”

He seemed a bit taken by the idea of him killing you with roses. “I’m just trying to be a good boyfriend.”

“Who said you weren’t already a good boyfriend?” you grumbled, finally pulling the last one out. You shook your hand out and closed your locker, leaving the flowers behind.

He frowned. “Well, I don’t know… It’s always in the shows and the books where the boyfriends and husbands are always… loving. They hold them, kiss them, cuddle them, show they care, and I do none of that. When they show people like me, they always turn out caring. And if not, they’re broken up with.”

“You don’t gotta show you care when I already know. Besides, it’s not like I’m much better. When’s the last time I gave you flowers?” You smiled at him, hoping to reassure him. “You might not be caring in the showy cuddle-y way, but you trying to up your game shows me you care.”

Kageyama looked at your locker. “So the flowers worked?”

“Well, even if you hadn’t gotten me roses, I still would’ve known,” you rolled your eyes, holding your hand up in the light to view your dating battle wounds. Love really wasn’t worth all the trouble, but you valued your connection with Kageyama. “I’m dating you because I like you for who you are, Tobio. Don’t go changing yourself right when I finally get to have you.”

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Bakugou snuck into your room at night.

It only ever happened once in a while, but you always woke up at the creak of your door. He always silently crept in, but unfortunately he had to close the door with an even louder creak.

He heaved out a long sigh after he dropped down next to you. “Fix your freaky door,” he grumbled out slowly shifting to your side. “Move over. I need space.”

The first time this had happened, you’d been scared out of your mind. Who in the world snuck into a hero in training’s room at night? Bakugo did apparently.

He didn’t even apologize when you nearly twisted your ankle to fling yourself out of bed. At the sight of your frantic state, he just rose an eyebrow at you and smirked.

Then, without a word of explanation or even a greeting, he got into your bed before you. You were sure there was a bed sharing law that the person who owns the bed gets in first and that Bakugou was a dirty criminal, but you… were a little too fond to get too mad at him.

So instead of throwing a hissy fit, you climbed in next to him and let him rearrange you and your limbs to his heart’s desire. This was his bed now and you were just a simple body billow to him.

Now, he was a lot nicer with rearranging you. Instead of forcibly moving your arms, he nudged them gently or grumbled out a complaint until you did what he wanted.

And instead of only you having to bear the the role of being a pillow, he occasionally let you use lay on him too. It was clear he much preferred the other way around though.

How he acted in the mornings had been the way he won you over.

Instead of leaving without a notice, he would wake you up, either violently or neutrally, depending on his mood. He’s got a mean backhand.

And instead of being all mean and irritable, he even thanks you. But only in a blue moon. And when he doesn’t, he’s nice to you for the rest of the morning, until the remnants of the night fade away and he’s the same old Bakugou in the afternoon.

You don’t mind though. No matter what, your room will always be open to him, whether he’s rude or nice to you.

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You liked Kenma. That part was obvious. You liked his hair, his eyes, his personality, his smile, and everything else.

You also liked seeing Kenma embarrassed. That part was not as obvious.

Kenma showed embarrassment like the average person. But he was not the average person to you. You enjoyed it every time he averted his eyes or his cheeks reddened or he missed his straw when he tried to take a drink.

So, you started giving him things and doing random everyday things for him. It started small, but you planned to slowly go bigger and reach for the stars.

You stretched on the floor, getting ready for practice as Kenma and Kuroo waited for you patiently. You had convinced them to come a little early each morning to practice just so you could try fun things out in the gym together. While it was mainly more difficult to get Kenma to join, it had worked out in the end.

You half paid attention as Kenma spoke lowly about one of the newer games that came out to Kuroo. You, a genius in the making, had already gotten it for him.

“Kenma,” you spoke up to catch his attention. “C’mere.”

You stood up, letting him follow a considerable distance away to your bag. You dug through it for a few moments and grabbed your gift.

You handed him a water bottle. “I saw how Lev stepped on your plastic one so I got you this one.” He grabbed it and studied it, nodding silently in thanks. You turned away and pouted. No reaction? At all? A bummer.

You tried again after practice.

"Kenma! You were great at practice today!" You finally caught up, matching your speed with the other so you could walk beside him.

"Oh.. Thanks. You too." You suddenly smiled sheepishly, tucking your hand into your jacket pocket and pulling something out.

"I heard you talking about this game yesterday, and uh today. Then I saw it in the store and.. Well, here.” You placed the game into Kenma's hands.

He looked down at the game and then back up at you. “You got me this?” You nodded, hiding your hands in your pockets as if they could help your racing heart. “…Thank you.”

"You're welcome!" You didn't even have to look at him to know that his gaze was focused directly on you to try and figure him out.

But two gifts in one day? You felt that maybe you were making yourself too obvious. You went to say something else but Kenma had speed walked up ahead, out of talking range. “Well, next time, I guess.”

Next time happened to be in pouring rain just after practice ended the next day. "I have to get to the train..." Kenma mumbled, peering outside with a frown. He shivered as a breeze swept through the doorway.

A perfect opportunity for a movie tactic.

"Hey.” You took off your sweatshirt and handed it to Kenma. "You looked cold and wet and I have a spare in my bag.." You reached into your bag as if to prove it.

Kenma’s face twisted slightly and he slowly put on the hoodie. “Thanks,” he said when his face was hidden, his voice muffled into the fabric.

When his head popped out of the collar, you flipped the hood over his head playfully. Kenma gave you a half hearted glare, rubbing at one of his pink cheeks.

"Come on, we gotta run to get to the station!" You took Kenma's hand, pulling him forward.

“I don’t want to run.” Kenma tugged you back, dragging his feet on the road.

You had planned on confessing in this moment. However, because you were tongue-tied because of handholding, you did not confess.

Next next time, you promised yourself. Luckily, there didn't have to be a next next time for you.

It started when Lev spilled water all over you. “Lev!” You shouted, trying to wipe it off with your hand. “Ugh.”

You were already in a bad mood because you hadn't confessed to Kenma yet and hadn't even looked at him in the face in days. You had been too embarrassed after ruining the perfect time to confess.

You walked into the spare locker room where you kept your bag, sliding past Kenma who stood in the door way.

You opened your bag, reaching for an extra change of clothes when you saw a small container of your favorite candy.

You picked it up, looking for a note or a clue for who it was from. There wasn’t any.

Luckily, you remembered telling someone about your cravings for this specific candy a week ago. You looked towards the door, watching Kenma’s almost unnoticeable blushed face whip around so that he wasn’t facing you.

Oh. This was the perfect time.