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[dontsleepon]

HUSBAND HEADCANONS— mha

𓉸ྀི it’s been a while since i last watched mha so sorry if i miss anyone!

⋆₊ ♱ Bubbly Husband

— wakes you up every morning with a big smile and a cheerful “good morning, love!”

— plans fun dates, even if it’s just a picnic in the living room with fairy lights and your favorite snacks

— will randomly spin you around in the kitchen while you’re cooking together

— talks a lot and sometimes doesn’t realize he’s rambling, but his excitement is contagious

— always hypes you up, whether you’re trying a new outfit or just doing chores, “just look at you! you’re amazing!”

— sends you cute texts throughout the day, usually with tons of emojis

— tends to be over-the-top affectionate, constantly hugging, kissing your cheek, or playing with your hands

mirio, midoriya, kirishima, sero, inasa, present mic

⋆₊ ♱ Calm Husband

— he’s type to wake up before you and just lay there, watching you with a soft smile before gently kissing your forehead

— his presence is comforting. no matter what kind of day you’ve had, he makes it better just by being there

— he may not be overly affectionate, but he’ll let you hold on to his arm when you’re out together

— he is a listener and prefers if you did all the talking, however he doesn’t mind going into a detailed explanation if you were to ask him something (sometimes though)

— loves quiet nights in, wether it’s reading together, watching a movie, or just sitting in comfortable silence

— rarely raises his voice, but when he does, it’s always to protect you

— when you’re upset, he doesn’t overwhelm you with words, he just pulls you into his arms and lets you vent or cry if you need to

— the type to buy you something useful instead of flowers, like a weighted blanket because he noticed you sleep better with one, but doesn’t mind buying them if you asked

— when he’s tired, he’ll just wrap an arm around you and bury his face in your neck

— the kind of guy who remembers all the small details about you and surprises you with things he knows you’ll love

Iida, todoroki, tokoyami, kurogiri, kai chisaki (overhaul), mr. compress

⋆₊ ♱ Flirty Husband

— never stops flirting with you, even after years of marriage, “marrying me was the best decision of your life, wasn’t it, sweetheart?”

— calls you pet names all the time: darling, babe, love, gorgeous, even embarrassing ones just to see you blush

— loves teasing you, whether it’s playful remarks or sneaky touches when no one’s looking

— whispers things in your ear just to see you get flustered in public

— will always show at least some form of pda, wether it’s holding your hand, kissing you, or wrapping an arm around you

— absolutely loves winking at you from across the room, does this at least twice a day

— somehow always finds a way to make even the most mundane conversations into something suggestive

— if you’re on the phone with him, he’ll say something flirty right before hanging up just to leave you blushing

— serenades you dramatically, even in public, and does not care if people stare, they’re just strangers and it’s not like you’re going to see them again anyways

— will absolutely say, “well, well, well, if it isn’t my stunning spouse,” every time you walk into the room

— loves pulling you close when you’re talking and staring at you like you’re the most captivating thing in the world

denki, hawks, dabi, twice

⋆₊ ♱ Tsundere Husband

— acts like he doesn’t care but will do the most thoughtful things for you behind your back

— complains about your clinginess but lowkey gets annoyed when you’re not giving him attention

— when you’re sad, he won’t say much, but he’ll bring you your favorite snack and just sit next to you, subtly nudging you to lean on him

— gets embarrassed when you’re affectionate in public but secretly loves it when you hold onto his sleeve or hand

— loves bickering with you over dumb things, your annoyed expression is adorable to him

— the type to “not care” when you ask for cuddles but pulls you closer when you try to move away

— “tch, why’d you forget your jacket? here, just take mine. it’s not like i care if you get sick or anything”

— gets flustered when you initiate affection but secretly lives for it

— huffs and pouts when you call him cute but gets mad if you stop

— the kind of husband who says “you’re so annoying” but will physically fight anyone who upsets you

— hates pda, but if he sees another guy looking at you for too long, he’ll suddenly be all over you

bakugo, monoma, + whoever you think fits

⋆₊ ♱ Introvert Husband

— prefers staying home with you rather than going out—his ideal date is ordering takeout and watching a movie under a blanket

— doesn’t talk much, but when he does, it’s always meaningful, he’s a deep thinker and values quality conversations over small talk

— will listen to you for hours even if he doesn’t respond much, he just loves hearing your voice

— social gatherings drain him quickly, so you often end up leaving early or finding a quiet corner to sit together

— shows his love through quiet acts of service, making your favorite breakfast, keeping your favorite blanket folded near the couch, or fixing something in the house without you asking

— loves subtle affection, he won’t initiate PDA often, but he will casually lace his fingers with yours when no one’s looking

— if you’re an extrovert, he’ll sit back and let you talk to everyone, only chiming in when necessary, if you’re also an introvert, he’s perfectly content existing in peaceful silence with you

— gets flustered if you compliment him too much but secretly loves it

— sometimes needs alone time to recharge but always reassures you it’s not because of you (it’s just how he is)

— prefers texting over phone calls and will send you a simple “i love you” text instead of a long, dramatic speech

shoji, shinso, tamaki, aizawa, shigaraki (except he’s careful with his fingers)

[dontsleepon]

❝ THINGS THEY DO THAT GIVE YOU BUTTERFLIES ! ❞ ╰┈➤ MHA EDITION (PART 2!)

˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ a/n: y’all wanted a part two i shall give a part two

˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ includes: katsuki bakugou, hitoshi shinsou, shoto todoroki, denki kaminari, iida tenya, kirishima eijirou

˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ warnings: black!reader obv, cursing, mentions of drug usage/marijuana, suggestive if u squint, fem reader implied, mentioning of babies/children

BAKUGOU KATSUKI

✮ wipes your tears sort of aggressively but only because he’s so urgent to comfort you and take care of you

✮ always hugs you by your lower waist

✮ when you go to the gym together, he’s the type to always say “c’mon, you can do one more.” or “do three more”

✮ ruffles your hair/flicks your forehead in a teasing way

✮ “act right.”/“watch out.”

✮ doesn’t remind you to drink water— he simply justs brings water bottles up to your mouth and tells you to “open up”

✮ if you have any, he cares for your pets like they’re his own

✮ just something about the sight of him holding a baby

✮ bites you just because he can

✮ pulls you into his lap whenever he’s tired of your attitude

✮ gets super close to your face like he’s gonna kiss you but pulls away just to mess with you

✮ “that’s my girl” in the most proud voice ever every single time

TODOROKI SHOTO

✮ any time he does get high he’s all over you and staring at you with half lidded eyes

✮ it’s just something about the way he curses man.

✮ loves falling asleep on the phone with you and takes facetime photos of you sleeping because he thinks you look like an angel

✮ runs his thumb over your hand whenever you hold hands

✮ loves giving earlobe kisses

✮ will casually be like “when we have kids,”

✮ sends voice memos ranging from something funny that happened in class to how much he misses you and needs to see you

✮ kisses your lip gloss off every chance he gets right after complimenting how nice your lip combo looks

✮ sends you pictures of yourself and says “you look so pretty in this”

✮ him whispering in your ear.

✮ has your contact as the only one pinned in his messages

KIRISHIMA EIJIROU

✮ pats away your tears with his finger instead of wiping them (those who watch love island usa and are kordell + serena fans know what i’m talking about)

✮ places his hand on the small of your waist to guide your somewhere or move you out the way

✮ constant forehead kisses

✮ lifts you up and spins you around when he’s excited to hug you

✮ guides you into the right form when you workout together

✮ runs his hands down your waist and hips when he’s checking you out while you’re right in front of him

✮ him around kids. that’s all.

✮ gives you flowers pretty much every week— and one time he gave you a money bouquet for your birthday

✮ flexes for you when he feels you staring at him and pretends he’s not doing it on purpose

✮ throws his arm around you and presses you flush against his chest when you go to sit on the couch next to him

✮ refers to you as his “wife” to his friends

KAMINARI DENKI

✮ you could have been rotting in bed all day and when he facetimes you he always greets you with something along the lines of “hello my beautiful princess” with a lovesick tone of voice

✮ calls you “mama” and “ma”

✮ obsessed with skinship because he aches to be able to “crawl inside your skin” and just needs to be close to you

✮ blows kisses at you from across the room

✮ for comfort, he runs his fingers through your hair and rocks you back and forth while hugging you

✮ his morning voice :)))

✮ lets you bite him and encourages it

✮ gets very touchy when you’re on his lap

✮ the king of “i know you’re probably asleep, but” texts

✮ goes on rants about how gentle and how well he would care for you when you’re one day pregnant with his children

✮ always calling you his “pretty baby”/“pretty girl”

✮ always posts pretty candid pictures of you and makes heartfelt story posts for every birthday, anniversary, and valentine’s day

HITOSHI SHINSOU

✮ has read for you + sung you to sleep on multiple occasions

✮ grabs you by your chin to force eye contact

✮ “say please”

✮ checks you every time you have an attitude with a smirk on his face

✮ has a habit of biting his lip

✮ says “there you go, babe” way too much.

✮ glares at anyone who flirts with you while tightly wrapping an arm around your waist

✮ has made multiple shared playlists for the both of you

✮ says he’s “gatekeeping” you because you’re just too pretty and he has to keep you to himself

✮ plays with your fingers when he’s bored or nervous

✮ buries his face into your neck to bask in your scent when he hugs you

✮ randomly stares at your for a full five minutes when you’re talking, barely listening to a word you’re saying, then lovingly sighs “i love you so much…”

IIDA TENYA

✮ always opens every door for you

✮ holds your hands while walking across the street or through the hallways

✮ very protective over you and will respectfully cuss anybody out who disrespects you

✮ pretty much has replaced your name is his vocabulary with “honey” and “sweetheart”

✮ never calls you hot— he always calls you beautiful, pretty, gorgeous, or stunning

✮ grabs you by your sleeve or your belt loop to take you somewhere if you don’t hear him call your name the third time

✮ the thought of ever calling you his “bitch” disgusts him, he calls you his lady or his love instead

✮ will immediately grab the nearest box of tissues to wipe your tears or your nose whenever you’re crying

✮ kisses your cheek to greet you and say goodbye

✮ has deep conversations about your future together when you get to that point in the relationship, and is open about how much his heart swells at imagining you as a mother

✮ kisses your forehead when he notices you asleep on his chest

© rumisgf

[dontsleepon]

peppering kisses on shinso, shoto, katsuki, iida, & monoma? + how they would react to pda?

(๑>◡<๑)♡(´ε｀ )

i love reading your work so much ♡ thank q!

peppering kisses on them + pda with them

featuring izuku, katsuki, shoto, eijiro, denki, hitoshi, neito, tenya

izuku midoriya

izuku had been beaten up badly by a villain around a week ago but was quickly nursed back to health due to recovery girl. once he came out of the health room with only a limp and an arm in a cast, he was smiling as if he was as good as new. he always found a way to stay happy even when times were difficult.

he sent you a big, toothy grin, and he hugged you with his good arm. you gently held his face in the palms of your hands, and peppered soft kisses all over his face, though mostly around his freckles. soft chuckles came from his mouth, and once you let go, he pushed his lips against yours, finally being able to kiss you again.

although this was mostly in the hallway, no one was there to watch your intimate moment. izuku is fine with showing pda as long as you aren’t doing anything too sexual. anything like making out in public is off the list for him. he just gets embarrassed and feels like only you and he should see each other in such a vulnerable state like that.

katsuki bakugo

katsuki sat on the couch in the common room, scrolling through his phone when he saw something that reminded him of you. it was simply a trend where couples would make bracelets with beads the colors of the eyes of each other, and he smiled. you had been wanting to do that trend for a long time, but never found the perfect time to.

you heard a small sigh from katsuki, who sat right next to you. his eyes were soft and pure, an actual smile on his face for once.

he often didn’t let people see that side of him, the side where he could show that he cared for people in ways other than tough love. normally, he was all grumpy and yelling at anyone who stepped in his path, but with you, you were the love of his life. you got to see his vulnerable and sweet side.

you scooted closer to him, and he instinctively pulled you closer, having your legs draped across his lap. you looked up into his crimson eyes, and he stared back with the same intensity.

eventually, you pounced and gave him kisses all over his face. he grumbled, “the hell are you doing?” and tried to keep his grumpy façade, but you didn’t miss the low chuckle from his mouth.

it was a bit of a surprise that he hadn’t gently pushed you off yet, or taken you back to your room. katsuki isn’t too big of a fan of pda, as he isn’t so outwardly affectionate in public. sure, he’s protective of you, but the most he does is gently grab your face and kiss you when no one’s looking. in private, however, his hands are all over you.

shoto todoroki

shoto ate the soba you bought him from a stand near his house, although he persisted in buying it himself. he had plenty of money and didn’t want you to waste yours on his, though you claimed it would be a good investment. it would be rude for him to not let you pay, at least that’s what you told him, so he finally let you use your card, although he watched you pay with a frown on his face.

the two of you sat on a bench in a park, and you watched him eat his soba, occasionally telling random stories or conspiracy theories you heard on the internet. he would respond with short but interactive and interesting answers, then continue eating his noodles.

the more you watched him, the cuter you thought he was for simply eating. you told him that watching him scroll through instagram was attractive, and he still hadn’t understood why. how could you find him attractive for doing the most mundane things?

you rested your cheek on your fist, and your elbow was propped up on the table. a giddy grin stretched across your face, and shoto finally looked up at you, confused as to why you were smiling.

he stared at you back, though continuing to eat his noodles.

you squealed, and once he was done chewing, you reached across the table to kiss all over his face. he leaned in slightly, making it easier for you as a slight smile appeared on his face, just visible enough for you to notice it.

when you were done, you apologized, but he then reached over the table and softly cupped your cheek, giving you a sweet, long kiss on the lips. he pulled away, then smiled at you, and ate the rest of his noodles like nothing happened.

shoto isn’t too against pda, it just never comes to his mind. he doesn’t yearn to kiss you everywhere in public, but he’s okay with it if it ever comes up. he hardly thinks of making out with you, so he doesn’t think of it, especially in public. he guides you with a hand on your back, protectively leading you through crowds. occasionally, you’ll get a little peck on the cheek or a kiss on the lips as he passes by.

eijiro kirishima

eijiro read a book on his bed, having you lay down next to him, occasionally reading along the lines with him when you became bored. it had become increasingly harder for you to sleep for some unexplained reason, but hopefully being with him would help. sometimes, when you asked him to, he would read out loud to you.

though tonight wasn’t one of those nights. you still had much energy left, eijiro seemed calm and collected, but matched your energy at all times. he wasn’t tired, and you bet if you woke him up to ask to train at two in the morning, he’d say yes.

but for some reason, you caught his attention. he put the book face down on his stomach and grinned down at you, pulling you closer.

“you don’t seem tired, babe,” he commented, petting your hair.

“‘m not,” you mumbled, bored out of your mind.

but another burst of energy caught you by surprise, and you jumped up onto him, straddling his lap and looking down at a perplexed eijiro. you placed your hands on his chest and kissed him all over his face, and with success, he began to giggle, feeling tickles all over his face.

once you pulled away, he repeated what you did to him.

eijiro is the most loving man ever. he does not care about the public seeing how much he loves you and is not embarrassed about pda. he can and will kiss you, hug you, and have sentimental conversations with you in public and private spaces. he does prefer making out with you in private rather than in public though because he knows some random people don’t want to see a couple sucking face at ten in the morning.

denki kaminari

as denki opened a present and ripped apart the wrapping paper, he soon realized he now had a pikachu plushie. he grinned and picked it up from its box, then chuckled at the reference. his classmates always used to joke around and call him pikachu because of their similar powers and appearances. it was just an inside joke.

he exclaimed, “thanks babe, this is so cool! when’d you get me this?” he leaned over and gave you a big kiss on the cheek, and you jumped on him with intensity.

he yelped, and when you started to pepper kisses all over him, he couldn’t stop himself from laughing. the kisses tickled, and he tried to hold onto your hips to ground himself. he was just too cute to resist.

as soon as you stopped and got off of him, denki flipped you over and attacked you with kisses as well.

social anxiety is afraid of denki kaminari. he’s not embarrassed by doing a lot and is rather bold with his moves, but sometimes gets embarrassed once the realization of his actions sinks in. he’ll kiss you anywhere in front of a million people, and he’ll brag about you being his partner too.

hitoshi shinso

hitoshi lay on your bed with his cheek on his fist, listening to you rant about some show you’re interested in and its lore. he asks you more questions to further engage in the conversation, feeling entertained by each second that passes. when you pause, he tilts his head.

“is something wrong? why did you stop talking?” he asked, a tinge of concern in his eyes. he just wanted to hear your voice.

you paused for a moment, “you always listen to me so intently.”

he smiled, “that’s just basic respect, honey.”

you shyly smiled and kicked your feet, causing him to let out a low chuckle. when he was caught off guard, you pounced on him, causing the bed to slightly bounce, and you cupped his face with your palms before pressing your lips all across his face, giving him many kisses.

he didn’t seem to react much, but when you pulled away, he hardly gave you the chance to see his now rosy cheeks. he put a gentle hand around the back of your neck to guide you back to him, and he gave you a long, intimate kiss. his hand lingered on your neck, and his other gently rubbed your hip.

a relaxed sigh came from your mouth, and as soon as you pulled away from the kiss, you went back for more.

hitoshi gets a bit nervous showing pda. it’s not that he doesn’t love you, far from it, but he also feels like extreme affection should be in private. he wants you all to himself, though he does admit it’s a bit selfish of him for that need of his.

neito monoma

only after you convinced neito to study with you, did he begin to receive a’s on his report card each year. when he received his first test back after studying with you, he was ecstatic to see he got a perfect score. he came to your dorm after school and held up the paper proudly in his hands, showing it off like it was his child.

you congratulated him, and he grinned with pride, always loving it when you complimented him.

you tackled him onto the bed and peppered kisses all over his face, the test left behind on the floor.

neito rubbed your back, and then grabbed your cheeks, squeezing them together. he teased, “you could’ve just told me you were proud of me,” then rolled his eyes, still with a cocky grin on his face.

neito doesn’t think much about showing pda but he’s fine with it. if you want to make out in the hallway, he’d do it, he’s down bad for you but wouldn’t admit it straightforward. he loves wrapping an arm around your shoulder and giving you long kisses just to piss other people off.

tenya iida

tenya was somewhat easy to catch off guard because he was comfortable around you. he wasn’t as strict or tense around you, perhaps more lenient because you were his favorite person.

but you still tried to catch him off guard, so one day, as he wasn’t doing anything too important, you walked up to him. he looked down at you and asked, “hello, my love. do you need my assistance?”

then you pushed him onto the bed and kissed him all over the face, his hands still fisted at his sides. when you pulled away with a grin, his face was beet red, and his glasses were slipping off. when you pushed them back up for him, he let out a small, ‘thank you,’ and cleared his throat.

he took a few minutes just staring at the ground in disbelief.

tenya isn’t too fond of making out in public, but he’s fine with some pda. he isn’t afraid to kiss you or hug you, and he’s a gentleman while doing it too. he’s always polite, never letting his hands slip where they shouldn’t be, and always holds the door open for you. the only time he won’t show much pda is when he needs to protect you from a villain.

hey! i normally don’t write for tenya but this was cute to write. because you love my other works, i hope you love this one too

[dontsleepon]

that wasn't me!!

kaminari, midoriya, bakugou, shouto, sero, dabi, iida x reader (individual)

his friends are sick of his endless pining and ask you out on his phone. someone has to make a move, can you really blame them?

notes: i was really trying to make it so i didn't default denki being the one who steals their phones bc his ass would be most likely to pull that shit. i like the idea of katsuki getting so fed up with izuku/iida talking about you + doesnt get why they havent made a move so he does it for them forcefully. like here. damn.

[dontsleepon]

⊹₊⟡⋆ 𝚘𝚑, 𝚒𝚏 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚖𝚎𝚍𝚒𝚊 𝚌𝚘𝚞𝚕𝚍 𝚜𝚎𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚖 𝚗𝚘𝚠…

⤷ mha x f!reader (use of she/her pronouns, fem. relationship labels)

⭑ number-one hero deku, sitting on the couch across from his girlfriend in his pajamas, applying matching green face masks and giggling at the mess they’re making

⭑ cold and formidable pro-hero shoto, cross-legged on the wood-paneled floor with his wife as they share a bottle of wine, despite the large vacant table and long vacant counter, laughing quietly about the most recent scandal at work

⭑ great explosion murder god dynamight, begging for mercy as his fiancée sits atop his chest grinning triumphantly and tickling him without remorse, his eyes watering and lungs burning because she knows exactly the spot that makes him unravel 

⭑ fashion icon pinky, known for her model-worthy looks, bundled up in blankets and stolen hoodies and mismatched socks and sweatpants with her girlfriend as the two of them binge-watch all five seasons of riverdale 

⭑ charming and dashing hero chargebolt, sitting in front of the tv at seven am, sharing a blanket with his fiancée and watching cartoons and eating cereal because neither of them wanted to cook and definitely not resembling two responsible adults whose wedding is in two months

⭑ the ever cool and composed ingenium absolutely losing his shit because his wife was unaware that the dominos pasta containers are aluminum and cannot go in the microwave, as they found out the hard way, the pair now staring at a crispy microwave and charred countertop

⭑ sweet and kind uravity who becomes an absolute menace when up against her girlfriend at mario kart because they agreed the loser would do the dishes and she refuses to even touch that mountain of plates after tamale night 

⭑ the manliest of all heroes, red riot, who swears there is no manlier thing than going for drive-thru at one in the morning with his fiancée in the passenger seat because they had a fry craving

masterlist — dividers by @/cafekitsune

[dontsleepon]

I’m sorry for my language but your writing? SO FUCKING GOOD AH-

Anyway sorry for my outburst. If it’s alright I have a request! (It is NSFW)

Can I have Kirishima, Bakugou, Iida and anyone else you wanna put (aged up of course) with a reader who is just super horny

Like no reason whatsoever reader is ALLL OVER THEMMM and when they ask why reader is just like “because you’re hot and pretty and cute and I can’t believe you’re mine” or stuff like that? Anyway it is totally ok if not!

ooh I wanna love that man! mdni

a/n: Thank you anon!!!! That means a lot 🥹!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Sorry this kinda took long to write... The scenarios also derailed a little from the prompt you sent (💔) but I hope u still enjoy!!!! cw: college!au, f!reader, use of "girlfriend" and "boyfriend", making out, dry humping, pet names (baby)

now playing: that man - caro emerald <3 🌊: Deku, bakugo, kirishima, iida

deku:

The softness of dekus bed gave you comfort after what seemed like a neverending day of classes. And yet you were feeling more pent up than ever.

You were sitting pretty, your nipples perking through the fabric of your dangerously low cut shirt. But you really couldn't help yourself anymore.

Deku was enamoured by his notes when you decided to take the reigns. You scooted closer, feeling the heat radiating off of him. You pressed a quick peck against his shoulder, snuggling into his side.

At first deku just smiled without paying much attention. But the bolder you got the harder it was to ignore.

And when you whispered into his ear,

"Do you know what's crazy?"

"Hm?"

Kirishima:

"That I have the hottest, most sexy boyfriend ever."

dekus eyes widened and he turned to look at you. With every passing word the redness on his face intensified. Before he could respond you continued,

"Yes you heard me! You're so sweet and adorable and honestly so stunning"

Dekus brain was already in overdrive from your words but when you kissed his neck and sunk your hands into his hair? Deku.exe crashed.

His mouth was ready to form words but somehow nothing of substance left his lips. You couldn't help but chuckle at the utterly adorable display.

"Seriously I could smooch you for days!"

You pressed a kiss to dekus lips, temporarily melting together. A whine left his pretty lips and you felt like you were ready to combust.

"I can't believe you're mine"

And with those words you emotionally overstimulated deku so much (in a good way of course) that it took him hours to get his heart to stop beating wildly.

You have been watching kirishima work out for more than twenty minutes now. You were deeply focused on the sweat sliding down his defined muscles, all his gasps and groans like music to your ears.

And when kirishima discarded his shirt? You discarded your decorum.

His workout came to an end and he walked over to you, blissfully unaware of your voyeuristic experience just now.

He expected a quick peck to accompany your cheery "hello". The passionate kiss he got instead surprised him.

His lips parted in a shocked "o" and you slid your tongue into his open mouth immediately after.

Your hand found its way to his chest, resting atop of his heart. Kirishima pulled away looking at you as if he was waiting for an explanation.

"Is something the matter?"

You asked him while batting your eyelashes. Kirishima was searching for the right words but ultimately didn't find them

"Your eagerness surprised me...that's all"

"Oh well, it's hard not to be eager when eijiro kirishima is standing before you."

You pressed a few quick kisses to his lips while still feeling his body beneath your palms

"In fact it's IMPOSSIBLE to not be eager when you see such an incredibly hot and stunning person"

"Baby-"

Kirishimas voice cracked as you started pulling him closer, his body pressed against yours now.

A toothy grin spread across his face before he grabbed the hem of your shirt. He waited for your permission before pulling it over your head, peppering kisses along your neck to the valley between your breasts.

He playfully pushed you onto his bed, taking the delicious sight in.

"You're one to talk".

bakugo:

Bakugo was unusually annoyed by your affection today. And even though you knew that he was deep into a uni assignment you just couldn't stop loving on him. But he misunderstood that affection, thinking you just wanted to tease him.

You were peppering kisses onto his neck even after he let out a soft scoff and not soon after, he grabbed you by the shoulders as he vocalized his frustration,

"What's gotten into you? I need to get this done!"

Your sheepish smile made his eyebrow twitch, the look on his face demanding an explanation.

A deep blush painted your cheeks pink as you admitted,

"Nothing... I just happen to think your focused face is cute and seeing you so absorbed in your assignment made me so proud of being your girlfriend...."

Your words flipped a switch in bakugos brain. It's like you deleted all the words floating around and he had no other option but to blush as well.

"What? Are you surprised that I think you're adorable? You can't deal with the fact that you're so beautiful and hot I find it hard to control myself?"

You continued kissing his neck, whispering in-between kisses,

"These veins? And these muscles? ohhh~"

You exhaled shakily into the crook of his neck and a wave of lust tore bakugo from his flustered trance.

"Oh, is that so?"

In the span of a second he flipped you over and pinned you beneath him, pressing open mouthed kissed to your neck.

It didn't take long until he reduced you to an aroused mess, all the coherency zapped from your brain by the movement of his hips against yours.

The way his jeans dragged along the delicate fabric of your panties made your head fall back. And you both knew that you were about to have a very fun time.

Iida:

Lately you've been seeing Iida in his element: coordinating, instructing and sometimes almost commanding. Just the memory of his stern tone made you sigh dreamily and press your thighs together.

The hours of another shared afternoon were passing you by as lustful thoughts clouded your brain. You really couldn't hold back anymore.

You walked over to his chair and plopped down in his lap. Your hands snaked over his torso, feeling his muscles before you decided to nuzzle into his chest.

You scooted up against his groin in the process, leaving Iida dumbfounded - searching for words.

A proud smirk found its way onto your lips since Iida being speechless was a rare occurrence.

"Y-y/n what has gotten into you?"

Without looking up, you asked

"What do you mean?"

"Well... You seem... needy"

Iidas hushed voice made you look up and cock an eyebrow,

"Aren't I allowed to be?"

If Iida face wasn't red already, it sure as hell was when you continued,

"How can't I be all over you when you're this hot? When my perfect boyfriend has these perfect pecs? And biceps and ugh, you're just so perfect I can't-"

You nuzzled into his body again, but something was different. Tense. As if he was holding his breath. Concerned you looked up and asked,

"Are you oka-".

And before you knew it Iida smashed your lips again his. The force of his kiss knocked the breath out of your lungs. Vigorously you kissed him back, moving your aching cunt against his bulge.

The friction made you moan into his mouth. And Iidas flustered state was replaced by something else entirely. His determination and arousal were clear as day when you heard him say,

"Let me take care of you baby".

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mha characters and their cliché love tropes

Midoriya Izuku - flirty gf x flustered bf

Bakugo Katsuki - adorable bunny x grumpy porcupine

Todoroki Shoto - "hates herself with every fiber of her being" x "loving you is as easy as breathing oxygen"

Ejiro Kirishima - words of affirmation girlie x acts of service man

Iida Tenya - calm and collected bf x hyper gf

Tokoyami Fumikage - goth bf x pink sanrio gf

Denki Kaminari - "hey princess, what if you give me the answers to the math homework and i'll give you my number 😏" bf x "you're literally my boyfriend 😒" gf

Tamaki Amajiki - tall introverted bf x short extroverted gf

might make part 2 ehe

[dontsleepon]

Virgin Pro hero Iida whose mind couldn't be less concerned about the subject despite him nearing his thirties.

Virgin Pro hero Iida who usually brushes off his friends' teasing words about him being "clueless around girls" and "surely to die alone" since his one and only goal in life is to be a hero worthy of carrying his brother's title, and nothing more.

Virgin Pro hero Iida who has the habit of scolding you each time you playfully ask him out on a date since he's just so used to everyone's mocking and believes it's what you're doing as well.

Virgin Pro hero Iida who is tragically unaware of your true feelings for him, and for someone who appears to be quite sharp and brainy, he constantly misses the longing gaze in your eyes.

Virgin Pro hero Iida who finally agrees to join you for dinner one evening just to shut you up and put an end to your pestering, only to wind up having a wonderful time with you, away from the usual stress of work.

Virgin Pro hero Iida who starts freaking out the moment he realizes that your soft voice and beautiful face are now hunting him, plaguing his every waking hour and rendering his mind a tangled mess, and the more he tries to deny it, the clearer it becomes that you are no longer just a dear friend to him, but potentially something a lot more than that.

Virgin Pro hero Iida whose peculiar tics seem to worsen around you, prompting your confusion as you watch him lose his composure before disappearing without a trace.

Virgin Pro hero Iida who secretly wishes you would ask him out again since he cannot bring himself to do it no matter how much he tries.

Virgin Pro hero Iida who almost yells his agreement when his wish finally comes true as you casually suggest having a drink together after work.

Virgin Pro hero Iida whose blush refuses to leave his face while he strives to keep his cool around you, beating himself up for seeming like a loser, but is unaware of how adorable he appears to you.

Virgin Pro hero Iida whose priorities start to shift and broaden a bit -to potentially include you- the moment your hand accidentally brushes against his own when walking you back home after your fourth date.

Virgin Pro hero Iida who can never explain the persistent heat waves washing over his body everytime you flash him a smile or call out his name, and in his confused virgin brain, it can only mean him suffering from an illness which seems to aggravate with your presence. Yeah, that must be it.

Virgin Pro hero Iida who almost breaks into laughter when he realizes the real reason behind his inexplicable state the moment you share your first kiss. It was never a virus or a mysterious syndrome that hit him, it was simply you all along.

Virgin Pro hero Iida whose arms shakily sneak around your waist and bring you against his toned chest to prolong this magical moment while your lips are moving perfectly together.

Virgin Pro hero Iida who's unaware of the prominent smile plastered across his face for days now, his eagerness is growing by the second and the feeling of your soft breath fanning over his face as you leaned back from the kiss, is still vivid in his memory.

Virgin Pro hero Iida whose body stiffens -but only for a second- the moment you invite him into your apartment with a suggestive glint in your eye. He's not stupid, and understands your intentions perfectly as they mirror his own, but his restlessness and excitement are messing with his brain and preventing him from voicing his approval, so much so that he ends up stiffly stepping inside without a word.

Virgin Pro hero Iida who's barely able to form a coherent thought all throughout the movie you suggested watching together, and whose only interest seems to be in the way your fingers are absentmindedly playing with his own.

Virgin Pro hero Iida who's just about reached his limit when you clumsily move to straddle his waist and claim his lips in a tender kiss as the end credits roll up the screen.

Virgin Pro hero Iida who curses under his breath when feeling his cock hardening against your restless hips, he wants more but is unsure of how to proceed, or if it is even possible for him to withstand your teasing without bursting in his pants.

Virgin Pro hero Iida who suddenly stands up while holding you in his arms, searching your eyes for a permission to carry you to bed, and stumbling his way there when you shyly nod an approval.

Virgin Pro hero Iida who lays you down gently and kneels before you, a deep flush reaching the tips of his ears as he racks his brain for what to do next.

Virgin Pro hero Iida whose blush undeniably grows when you start giggling at his clumsy state and softly ask him to follow your lead as you guide his moves.

Virgin Pro hero Iida who's a quick learner, promptly takes control and relishes the way your directing words jumble up with broken moans as you finally give in to him.

Virgin Pro hero Iida who is a gentleman, does his utmost to pleasure you, as best as his virgin body allows, and boy does he do that!

Virgin Pro hero Iida who whimpers loudly while feeling your warm walls squeezing him blissfully for the very first time, praying to God not to cum right then and there as the sensation is driving him insane.

Virgin Pro hero Iida whose tears are threatening to spill as he buries his face in the crook of your neck before giving in to them.

Virgin Pro hero Iida who cannot get enough of your warmth surrounding him, strokes, kisses and embraces you all night long while moving slowly and deeply into your heat and taking the time to explore your lustful body.

Virgin Pro hero Iida who breathlessly watches your enticing body splayed underneath himself with the hope of itching this heavenly image of you deep in his memory.

Virgin Pro hero Iida who is proud and elated to have you as his first, it was never about losing his virginity but rather, about experiencing it with the right person, and that is precisely who you are.

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Breaking Rules

Tenya Iida x (fem) Reader

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It was nearly midnight when Tenya Iida’s door creaked open.

He blinked in disbelief, hand still on the knob, gaze flickering rapidly between the digital clock on his nightstand—11:58 p.m.—and the sight standing right in front of him.

You. Wearing nothing but fuzzy slippers, a pair of cotton shorts that barely clung to the tops of your thighs, and an oversized t-shirt that slipped off one shoulder. You looked sleepy, cozy, soft—utterly dangerous.

“Hi” you whispered, smiling up at him with that innocent tilt of your head.

Tenya’s eyes widened. His mouth opened, then closed. He glanced down the hallway—left, right, even toward the security camera near the ceiling—like you’d brought a bomb to his front door instead of yourself.

“D-Do you have any idea what time it is?” he stammered. “This is entirely inappropriate. If someone were to see—if a teacher or even a classmate—”

“No one’s around,” you interrupted calmly, stepping closer. “And we don’t have class tomorrow.”

“That doesn’t change the fact that this is a direct violation of—of the student handbook! Visitors aren’t allowed after curfew and—” You placed a gentle hand on his chest. “Tenya,” you said, quietly, “it’s just one night.”

His mouth trembled around a protest, but your hand curled around his wrist and you stepped inside his room before he could finish. He backed up, heartbeat hammering in his chest like he’d just broken the law. You shut the door softly behind you.

Walking toward his bed. “I just wanna sleep next to my boyfriend.” He stood frozen in the middle of the room, face flushed, glasses fogged. His striped pajamas clung to his long frame—the shirt buttoned all the way up to his collarbone. His hands hovered awkwardly at his sides as you climbed into his bed like it was yours.

He joined you after a long pause, his movements stiff and unsure. He laid flat on his back, staring at the ceiling like he was trying to recite the U.A. rulebook in his head to stop thinking about the warmth of your thigh brushing his.

You turned on your side, propping yourself up on one elbow as your eyes wandered to the way the soft cotton of his pajama shirt pulled over his broad chest. Slowly, you swung a leg over his waist and straddled him.

He went still.

“W-What are you doing?” His voice cracked. “Th-this is not proper. This—”

“It’s just so hot in here,” you said softly, tracing your fingers along the edge of his shirt. “Aren’t you hot, Iida baby?”

His hips jerked slightly—barely noticeable, but it was enough.

Your fingers dipped down, slowly undoing the first button of his shirt. He swallowed hard.

“sorta—please, you shouldn’t…”

Another button undone. His chest began to show—hard lines of muscle, smooth skin, warmth rising under your touch.

“Please…” he whispered again, but it was weak now, breathy.

You unbuttoned another. Then another. The shirt parted, revealing the full expanse of his toned torso—taut abs, the curve of his obliques, that perfect divot leading down beneath the waistband of his pajama pants.

You leaned forward, pressing a soft kiss to his collarbone, then down the center of his chest. His hands clutched the sheets at his sides, his head tipping back into the pillow.

“Y-You have to stop,” he whispered.

But his hips bucked up into you. His cock was already hard beneath you—thick, twitching beneath the fabric, pressing against your core through your shorts.

“it doesn’t feel like you want me to stop tenya”

You rolled your hips down gently, letting the friction spark between your bodies. He gasped.

“You’re already so hard,” you murmured. “I thought this was inappropriate”

He groaned, face flushed red to the tips of his ears. “I-I can’t… I can’t think straight when you—”

“Then stop thinking,” you whispered against his neck. “Just feel.”

His hands finally rose—slow, trembling—and landed on your hips. His grip was firm. Desperate.

His hands stayed on your hips, trembling slightly as you rocked against him. You could feel him now—really feel him. Hard, hot, twitching beneath you, straining against the thin fabric of his pajama pants.

His chest heaved with every shallow breath. His eyes met yours—wide, pleading, conflicted.

“I-I should stop you.” he whispered.

“You don’t want to.”

He exhaled, shaky and soft. “No,” he admitted. “I don’t.”

You kissed him.

He gasped into your mouth like he’d never been kissed like that before—like he hadn’t let himself want it until now. Your lips moved slowly over his, guiding him, coaxing his control apart with every brush and tug. And when you ground your hips down again, he groaned into your mouth—loudly, head tipping back into the pillow, breath completely stolen.

You pulled back just enough to murmur, “Can I take this off you?” He nodded—quick, breathless.

You pushed the shirt off his shoulders and down his arms, finally exposing all of him. He was beautiful—broad chest, sculpted abs, and strong arms you’d only imagined holding you like this. Your fingers slid over the planes of his torso, and you felt the way his muscles tensed under your touch, like he was barely holding himself back.

Then your hands moved lower. Over his waistband. Beneath the hem. slipped your hand into his pants and wrapped your fingers around him.

He was big—thick and flushed and so painfully hard it made him whimper when you stroked him for the first time. His hips bucked up again, completely unintentional, and his head fell back against the pillow with a deep groan.

“Oh my god—” His voice cracked. “I-It feels… I don’t even have words—”

“Good?” you teased softly, brushing your thumb over the leaking tip. He nodded furiously, mouth falling open.

You leaned down and kissed down his chest again as you stroked him—slow, steady, watching how quickly he unraveled beneath you. His hips had a mind of their own now, chasing your hand, desperate for more friction. His hands gripped your thighs like a lifeline.

“Iida,” you whispered against his neck, “you’re so sensitive. You’re gonna come like this, aren’t you?”

You could still feel him twitching against your palm, his breath shaky and uneven beneath you. His face was flushed, chest rising and falling in soft, stunned waves. You started to lean down to kiss him again—but then Tenya surprised you.

He grabbed your hips suddenly, strong and sure, and flipped you onto your stomach in one smooth motion. You let out a surprised gasp as you landed on your elbows, your shorts riding up to expose the curve of your ass.

“Tenya—?”

He didn’t answer.

His hands slid over your hips like he was memorizing them. His breath was ragged behind you as he pushed your oversized shirt up your back, exposing the soft skin beneath. You looked over your shoulder at him—he’d taken his glasses off, hair slightly messy now, the pajama shirt tossed to the floor.

His eyes were dark now. Heavy-lidded. Starving. “W-We shouldn’t,” he whispered, voice breaking. “We’ve never…”

“But you want to,” you said softly.

His hands gripped tighter. His thumbs dug into the flesh of your hips as he groaned, so low it barely escaped his throat. “I want to,” he admitted, his voice strained, “so badly, I can’t wait anymore.”

He tugged your shorts down slowly—pausing when they reached your thighs, like he was giving you one last chance to stop him.

You didn’t.

So he pushed them down fully, his palm sliding over your bare ass. He let out a shuddering breath. “You’re… perfect.”

You smiled into the pillow. “Then do something about it, Tenya—show me how perfect I am to you.”

That broke something in him.

You heard the rustle of fabric behind you—his pants being shoved down just a little more. The thick, hard press of him against your entrance, rubbing along your folds. He wasn’t inside yet, just teasing. Coating himself in your slick.

You whimpered and pushed your hips back. “Please, baby…” Tenya exhaled hard through his nose, leaning over your back and whispering near your ear, “You have to be quiet.”

“I will,” you promised, already trembling with need. “Please, fuck me I need you.”

And then he pushed in. You bit into the pillow as he filled you—slow, careful, but so deep. He gasped behind you, like your body had knocked the air right out of his lungs.

“F-Fuck,” he whispered, and the curse in his mouth sounded forbidden. “You feel… oh god, you feel amazing…”

He stayed still for a moment, trembling, holding your hips like if he let go he might fall apart completely.

Then he started to move. Slow at first—controlled, deep thrusts that made you moan against the sheets. His grip was bruising, his breath hot against your back. He groaned every time he pushed in, fighting the urge to get rougher.

But your hips kept meeting him. Rolling back. Begging for more.

“Stop doing that,” he rasped.

“Doing what?” you asked innocently.

“Pushing back like that. I can’t— I can’t keep it quiet if—”

You did it again. And that was it.

His hand slid up your back, pressing between your shoulder blades to arch your spine for him. His hips snapped forward faster, harder—deep and filthy. The sound of skin against skin filled the room in soft, rhythmic slaps, and even though you were trying to stay quiet, little gasps and whimpers kept slipping out of your mouth.

Tenya leaned forward, chest against your back, lips brushing your ear. “Be quiet,” he whispered. “You’re going to get us caught.”

But the way he fucked you said something else entirely.

“I-i can’t when your dick is literally h-hitting my fuc-fucking organs”

His hand reached down and rubbed slow circles over your clit, and your whole body tensed. “Tenya—!” He groaned, biting down softly on your shoulder to muffle his own moan as you clenched around him.

“Come for me,” he begged. “Please—please let me feel you—”

You came with a soft, broken cry, your body shaking beneath him. Your thighs trembled, your back arched, and Tenya’s pace turned sloppy, frantic. His hands gripped your hips like he was anchoring himself, and with one last, deep thrust, he came inside you—his whole body shuddering with the force of it.

He collapsed gently over your back, breathing hard, lips brushing your skin as he whispered your name like a prayer.

For a long moment, the room was nothing but silence and the hum of your heartbeats, tangled together in a mess of sweat and soft gasps.

“…This was so against the rules,” he whispered.

You smiled into the pillow. “And you loved every second.”

He let out a shaky laugh. “I think I might love you.”

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toothbrush.

⊹ synopsis. when the mha boys know they want you to move in with them.

⊹ content warnings. fluff, drabbles, gn!reader, pretty is used

⊹ pairing. denki kaminari x reader, katsuki bakugo x reader, eijiro kirishima x reader

⊹ side note. have gotten very into bird watching as of lately, based off of Toothbrush by DNCE

denki

Denki sat between your legs, eyes quickly pressing buttons on his gaming controller as you played with his hair. He groaned as he lost yet another match, sinking further into the plush of your thighs. You giggled softly as he pressed a soft kiss to the inside of your thigh before looking up at your pretty face.

"What do you want to do for dinner?" you asked, thinking out loud, nails scraping gently against his scalp.

"I don't know. Oddly enough, I'm not in the mood for fast food tonight," he groaned, pouting playfully as he leaned against you.

"I can cook something for us. But then again I doubt you have any kind of ingredients in your fridge," you tease with a soft giggle.

"Will you marry me?" Denki mumbled with star struck eyes, jaw hanging open as he looked over at you.

"What?"

katsuki

Katsuki was making dinner, shirtless, for the two of you. He stood in front of the stove, watching as the soup he was making came to a boil, when he felt two arms wrap around his waist. He let out a grumble and turned to glare at you, but you knew there was no malice behind the look.

"My little house wife," you mock your boyfriend, pressing a soft kiss to the back of his bare shoulder.

"Fuck off, I will kick your ass out in a heartbeat," Katsuki growled, turning back to the soup.

"Oh, feisty," you tease, rolling your eyes at your blond boyfriend. You pulled your arms away from his waist, moving to sit on the counter beside the stove top instead.

Katsuki had always loved that you never took the things he said to heart. He had trouble expressing emotions and wasn't great with his words, so aggressive sarcasm was easier for him. You two had been dating for a while and it had gotten to a point where you were at his apartment almost every day, you had your own toothbrush there, and you had a drawer full of your clothes. He was down horrendous and everyone who knew him knew it.

eijiro

Eijiro was lying on his stomach on top of his bed. He was shirtless and had on pajama pants. Soft sunlight seeped through the curtains, slightly illuminating the room. He smiled softly, watching you brush your teeth in his bathroom while wearing his t-shirt.

You turn to look at your red haired boyfriend, feeling his gaze on you. You grin softly, your mouth filled with toothpaste.

"What're you looking at?" you ask after spitting out the solution.

"My pretty partner," he replied with a grin, eyes trailing over your figure, taking in your entire appearance.

"Oh yeah?" you ask with a giggle, heading over to him and laying down on top of him.

"Yeah," he smiled, pressing his lips to your's, his morning breath filling your clean mouth.

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⟡ ݁₊ . Kirishima Eijiro x Fem!reader headcannons that have been killing me from the inside ⋆. 𐙚 ˚

Handsy in the most wholesome way: Kirishima doesn’t even realize how much he loves touching you — hand on your waist while you’re brushing your teeth, arms wrapped around your shoulders while you cook, or just dragging you into his lap while gaming. His love language is touch and it shows. “What, babe? Just makin’ sure my girl’s still real. Gotta hold you for quality control.”

Always horny in the morning: He wakes up with morning wood and the audacity to grind against your thigh like he’s dreaming. You’ll open your eyes to his sleepy little smile and raspy voice like: “Mornin’, sunshine. You feelin’ this too or should I hit the shower solo?”

Obsessed with your thighs: Man’s a thigh maniac. He lays his head on them like a pillow, massages them when you’re watching TV, and definitely likes to bite them during makeout sessions. You sit on his lap in shorts and he's fighting demons. “You tryin’ to kill me, baby? Wearin’ those shorts like that... You got no mercy.”

Huge fan of showering together: He’ll suggest it under the guise of being “eco-friendly” but let’s be real — it’s just an excuse to soap you up and press his chest against your back. Kiri in a steamy bathroom? His hair down and voice low? You’re not making it out.

Gets flustered but loves when you're bold: You call him "daddy" as a joke? He short-circuits. You sit on his lap in public? He’s sweating. You whisper something dirty in his ear? Man’s blushing and grinning like it’s Christmas morning. But you know he’s into it. “Y-You can’t just say that, babe… now I gotta walk around with a damn hoodie in front of my pants.”

Ridiculously good at aftercare: Even if it’s just heavy makeout sessions, he’s wiping you down with a warm towel, getting you water, tucking you in, giving you forehead kisses, and calling you “his precious girl.” He takes care of you like you're made of glass.

Big on praising you… but also loves being praised: He calls you gorgeous, perfect, and strong like it’s your name. But if you tell him he’s handsome? Or strong? Or say something like “You feel so good”? He’s putty. Putty with a boner.

Turns into a needy little thing if you ignore him. Busy with homework? Working late? He’ll poke your cheek, kiss your neck, or send you pics of him pouting with captions like "Miss me yet? 🥺👉👈” until you cave.

Mutters the filthiest things in your ear when he's in the mood: Normally sunshine boy. But when he wants you? His voice drops an octave and he says stuff like: “If we weren’t out in public, I’d have you bent over the nearest surface by now.” “You’ve been teasing me all night. Get in the car. Now.”

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‎ . ݁⋆ ꫂ᭪ ݁˖ . ݁random kirishima hcs

(bc I love him and I dont see enough of stuff for my man <33)

𓂃 𐙚 will get on his knees to apologize if he's made you upset or sad. looking up at you with those pretty red eyes..yeah you never stay mad for long (but make no mistake he does deadass apologize on his knees and won't allow himself to come up until he's sure you've forgiven him.)

𓂃 𐙚 lets you do his makeup ( once you discovered how good he looked with a little bit of eyeliner, hes become apart of your routine <3) guyliner needs to come back bro omfg

𓂃 𐙚 blows raspberries on your stomach

𓂃 𐙚 puts you in air jail when you're giving him silent treatment."

𓂃 𐙚 does the triangle thing unknowingly; literally you thought kiri was tryna start something but when you saw the tenderness in his eyes your heart melted. "can I kiss you real quick? m'sorry your just so pretty baby."

𓂃 𐙚 gives you princess hugs everytime he sees you

𓂃 𐙚 will pout if you go to sleep without giving him a goodnight kiss. (once you did and woke to the feeling of sad eyes boring into your back.)

𓂃 𐙚 calls you: "pretty baby", "sugar", "gorgeous," "honey," "hot stuff" and "baby."

𓂃 𐙚 Ejirou is the king of voice memos; sends you long ones when he’s grocery shopping, when he’s lifting, when he misses you. Sometimes he rambles about what cereal you’d be. Sometimes he just sighs and says, “I love you so much it’s actually unfair.”

𓂃 𐙚 has a custom phone case with your initials on it and doesn’t hide it. “Yeah. That’s my girl,” he grins, holding it up like it’s a trophy.

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DOES HE LIKE ME?

synopsis: it's hard to tell whether kirishima likes you or you're just delusional and crazy. (<3)

notes: RAHHHH KIRISHIMA

you think kirishima is nice.

and not just the kind of nice that gives polite smiles that don’t reach their eyes or asks how your day went out of courtesy.

he’s the kind of nice that beams when you walk into a room, like he's genuinely happy to see you. like you’re the best thing he’s seen all day. the kind that actually wants to hear about your day, listens attentively, and remembers the little things you say weeks later. the kind that makes you feel seen and cared for.

he’s not just nice, though. he’s kind. his heart feels like something soft and steady. warm, like sunlight in the winter. he’s the kind of person who makes the air feel lighter just by being around.

you like kirishima.

he’s sweet. he’s driven. he has this way of making people feel like they belong. he notices things most people don’t, too. like when your hands are cold or when your voice sounds just a little off.

he offers you his hoodie without you having to ask, always drives you home and walks you to the door. when he can't, he always says, “text me when you’re home, okay?” in that sincere, slightly worried way of his.

he encourages you like he means it. like he actually believes you can do amazing things. and somehow, he makes you start believing it too.

he comforts you just right when you cry. big, strong arms that make you feel like maybe the world isn’t so scary. and when he compliments you, it’s never just about how you look, or other random surface-level tidbits. it’s about things that matter. things you didn’t even know he noticed.

he makes you want to be better. for yourself. for him. for the version of you he seems to see already.

kirishima really is nice.

but honestly? that’s the problem.

because kirishima being so nice means he's nice to everyone.

he holds the door open for you, yeah, but he holds it for every person coming in behind you, too. he hugs you tightly when you’re laughing at something stupid, but he also throws himself at bakugo when he wins a spar. he compliments you on your work, your strength, your progress, but he does the same for mina, sero, kaminari.

so, are you special? or are you just delusional?

you think he must like you when he throws his arm around your shoulders during movie night. when he leans in close and whispers dumb commentary that makes you giggle. when his knee touches yours and he doesn’t pull away.

but then you see the way he is with everyone else. the double high-fives. the bright encouragements. the constant attention.

and it drives you insane. especially on nights when you can’t sleep. when you’re tossing in bed, overthinking every moment.

is he just that kind of guy? are you special? ugh, you don't know!

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“great job, y/n! you’re seriously improving like crazy!” kirishima runs up to you, grinning from ear to ear.

it’s a hero training day, so everyone’s in costume. which, for him, means… basically shirtless. his abs are fully out, and his hero gear leaves basically nothing to the imagination.

you try not to stare. really, you do.

but his abs are ridiculous. like, sculpted-by-the-gods levels of ridiculous. and it’s not even just that they’re attractive! though, let’s be honest, they are. it’s the fact that you know how hard he’s worked for them.

it’s not just vanity. his whole body is a reflection of his drive. his passion. his determination to be strong enough to protect people.

it’s hot. unreasonably so.

you're still staring when you realize kirishima’s voice has trailed off mid-sentence.

your stomach drops. shit. you were definitely caught staring.

panic floods your system as you slowly lift your eyes to meet his, expecting him to look uncomfortable. weirded out. maybe even disappointed in you.

but then your gaze meets his.

oh.

he’s blushing. hard. like, cheeks-the-same-color-as-his-hair kind of blushing.

he opens his mouth, closes it again, then laughs nervously, scratching the back of his neck.

“u-um... like i was saying, you’re seriously..! uh.. wait, what was i saying again?”

you blink.

he looks flustered. visibly flustered. but there’s still a smile tugging at the corners of his mouth. like he’s embarrassed. but also… kinda happy?

he shakes his head and then, very softly, says, “it’s, uh… kinda hard to focus when you look at me like that, y’know?”

your heart lurches.

and suddenly, it clicks.

he does hold the door open for others, yeah, but he runs to you right after.

he’s touchy with everyone, sure but with you, it’s different. slower. softer. intentional.

he gives compliments like candy, yes, but the ones he gives you? they’re layered. specific. personal. like he really pays special attention to you.

he’s watching. he’s listening.

you like kirishima eijirou.

but it turns out that kirishima eijirou might like you too.

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[dontsleepon]

bakugou who likes sweets—especially hers.

𖦹 content. k.bakugou x fem!reader. fluff

Bakugou wasn’t known for being sweet.

He was known for yelling during gym, blowing things up during training, and scowling like it was his default setting. People knew better than to hand him snacks—he’d just scoff and ignore them.

Except you.

Every morning, without fail, you slipped three homemade cookies into his hand before homeroom.

“You better eat them before second period,” you’d whisper with a grin.

“Tch. I don’t need reminders,” he’d mutter—but you always caught the way he held the bag carefully. Always took a second to peek inside. Always finished all three.

The class eventually noticed. People would offer him snacks, candies, even fancy pastries from the convenience store.

He turned them all down.

“You allergic or something?” Kaminari asked once, mid-lunch.

Bakugou just stuffed the last bite of your cookie into his mouth and said, “I don’t eat trash.”

Later that day, when you passed him your usual three cookies, he didn’t let go of your hand right away.

“…Tomorrow,” he mumbled, eyes flicking to the side. “Make four.”

“Four?” You tilted your head.

“One’s for Kaminari. I’m gonna eat it in front of him.”

©rosereveries

[dontsleepon]

okay, but what about bakugo and his spoiled princess of a girlfriend?

he’s always grumbling, always acting annoyed — but everyone knows he lets her get away with everything.

she’s clingy? he groans like he’s bothered, but then he’s tugging her into his lap with one hand wrapped around her waist, his other arm holding her close like she belongs there.

she wants to buy something? he’s saying no — gruff, firm, the usual “you don’t need that crap” — and then she hits him with the wettest, cutest, biggest puppy eyes to ever exist, soft as hell, tilting her head with a little pout:

“katsuki~”

he’s done for. that man’s brain bluescreens on the spot.

bakugo.exe has stopped working.

next thing you know, he’s handing over his card with a scowl, muttering, “just don’t buy the whole damn store.”

she’s giggling, twirling for him in some frilly dress, asking, “do i look pretty? what do you think of this shade of gloss? too much shimmer?”

he doesn’t know shit about makeup or fashion, but he’s sitting there, watching her like she hung the stars, nodding along as she rambles, pretending to understand just because her eyes sparkle when she talks.

and then — then — some guys have the audacity to mock her behind her back, calling her “high maintenance.”

bakugo’s jaw ticks.

he turns, cracking his knuckles, eyes narrow and sharp like a storm’s about to break loose.

“you got a fuckin’ problem, huh?” he growls, stepping closer.

one of them scoffs, but he’s not letting it go.

“i can afford it, you bastards. and if my girlfriend likes to blow my cash on all that sparkly shit she loves, then who the fuck are you to talk?”

he rolls his shoulders, pure menace in his voice.

“you wanna fight? go ahead. let’s see how much your broke ass can afford a hospital bill.”

[dontsleepon]

dreaming abt justfriends!eijiro..

no im not overdoing this trope what

justfriends!eijiro who is SO touchy. always has an arm swung around you or is nudging you playfully or is backhugging you to surprise/greet you

justfriends!eijiro who loves playing with your hair. clumsily tries to braid it but doesnt exactly know how so he ends up just running his fingers through it

justfriends!eijiro who loves it when you play with HIS hair. he LOVES the feeling of your hands in his hair and is like leaning back to absorb more of your touch. one time he even let you touch up his roots!

justfriends!eijiro who will always give you back scratchies. doesnt even bat an eye when he puts his hand UNDER YOUR SHIRT to do it

but that is because justfriends!eijiro is OBLIVIOUS. like. to everything. to your feelings for him AND his for you. he's so in love with you but like doesn't really grasp that

justfriends!eijiro who always opens the door for you because he's a gentleman obvi

justfriends!eijiro who has you like REALLY questioning if he likes you or not and it's not because hes sometimes a bitch (ahem katsuki) but because he's just a super friendly guy in general? to everyone? so like are you special or nah

justfriends!eijiro who has a smile that lights up the whole room. like its so warm and sweet and just PURE

justfriends!eijiro who is a really good driver. very safe and has sexily good control over the vehicle. loves it when you sit up front w him during carpools!

justfriends!eijiro who lends you his clothes all the time. but like not in a "boyfriend-y oooo he gave you his hoodie omg" way but in an "oh, you're cold? here!" and is throwing off his own hoodie immediately because thats the manly thing to do duh

justfriends!eijiro is so playful its so sexy

justfriends!eijiro who took care of you SO WELL when you were sick. brought you medicine and chicken noodle soup (that he did not cook bc he can only rly cook the basics like eggs, toast etc) and stayed with you the whole time. made sure you drank lots of water and told you he didnt mind getting sick if it meant you werent lonely! cuddled you to sleep when you were having a hard time doing it

justfriends!eijiro who is so comfortable with like tears and crying. like yk how some ppl kind of just freeze up and awkwardly pat you on the back? (ahem katsuki) he's not like that at all. cradles you close, rubs your back soothingly, tells you EXACTLY what you need to hear and genuinely means what he says, brings you ice cream and candy and a plushie and literally anything you need to make you feel better

justfriends!eijiro who gives the BEST hugs. he's just so big and muscular and he takes up so much room and he just ENGULFS you and like he just REALLY knows how to hug yk? like he's muscular and buff (and his quirk is literally getting hard lol) but he's so simultaneously soft and squishy?

justfriends!eijiro who is such a cutie pie. like he's just so pure and aweeee babyyyyy

justfriends!eijiro who is your #1 hypeman. he's so positive and uplifting and never makes you feel like youre anything less than GORGEOUS and STUNNING and KIND and WONDERFUL.

justfriends!eijiro who does NOT have fragile masculinity in the sense that he's not afraid to go against like "traditional masculinity"

FOR EXAMPLE justfriends!eijiro is unafraid to cry and unafraid to watch princess movies. you two have definitely bawled at tangled and frozen and the notebook etc. being a manly man doesnt mean you cant do stuff like that!

ooh ooh ooh! justfriends!eijiro who loves doing self care with you. not very knowledgeable about skincare, but never passes up a face mask night! thinks that self care is so important

justfriends!eijiro who would never ogle at you because hes a GENTLEMAN. he's so respectful and would never ever ever cross a boundary EVER

justfriends!eijiro whose friends literally have pictures of you in his shirt in his lap with you massaging his scalp and gush over how cute and wholesome ugs are and he's like "yeah! i'm so grateful for y/n. she's the best friend a man could ever have!"

justfriends!eijiro whose skull eventually gets pounded in by bakugo because "THIS IS TAKING TOO DAMN LONG! YOU LIKE Y/N. WHY ARE YOU SUCH AN IDIOT, SHITTY HAIR?!"

[dontsleepon]

"WE'RE NOT DATING!"

synopsis: the 1a girls have a lot to say about you and katsuki's not-relationship.

a/n: hahahaha more pre-relationship just friends trope (do not tell me i do this trope too much it brings me joy) also a lot of people asked for a pt two to my unofficalbf!katsuki hcs and this isnt quiiiite that bc there's not a whole lotta interaction w katsuki but uhm its smth. i have more wips abt this tho so theres a LOTTT more where that came from!

"even if we don't talk about anything important, i want to force it to be about romance!" mina exclaimed as ochako floated off in embarrassment at being questioned about deku.

"oh! speaking of! how long have you and bakugo been dating, y/n?"

you froze. "huh?"

"i don't know how you handle him! you're so sweet and cute and he's all 'die! go to hell! i am the king explosion murder lord!' y'know?" she added.

"he's not really like that with her, though. he's always a lot quieter she's around. you can see the way his eyes soften." tsu commented thoughtfully.

they all stared at you expectantly, waiting for you to answer the question, and you could feel blood rushing to your cheeks. "uh.. katsuki and i.. aren't dating?"

a beat passed. then another.

"WHAT?!"

"no way! i thought you two were dating for sure! he's always holding your hand and grabbing at you and acting all soft with you! wait, i literally saw him carry you to his room! how are you not dating?" hagakure burst out.

"yeah! and during our movie night last week, you were laying your head on his shoulder and he had his arms around you!" mina chimed in. "we all just assumed you two were dating like a given! what do you mean, 'you're not dating?!'"

"i mean, we're not dating! we're close friends, sure, but katsuki's never, like, asked me to be his girlfriend or anything! we're just tight childhood friends, that's all! he probably thinks of me as a little sister with the way he looks out for me, or something." you explained, waving your hands in the air frantically.

"y/n, i love you, but you're being as stupid as kaminari! no boy, but especially not bakugo, would ever act like that with a girl he wasn't interested in." jirou sighed. "there really isn't such thing as 'platonic cuddling' or 'platonic handholding' between boys and girls."

"well, it's normal for kids, you know? and katsuki and i grew up together, so it just kinda stuck!" you said, making a noble attempt at justifying you and katsuki's we-are-definitely-not-just-friends behavior. they all looked at you unamused.

the girls continued to bombard you with questions, each one getting bolder than the last.

"seriously, though, y/n," mina said, her grin wide, "how do you keep it together around him? you two are always so… cozy."

"cozy?" you blinked, trying to avoid their intense stares. "what do you mean 'cozy'?"

"oh, come on," she teased, nudging you. "you hold hands, sit waaaay too close, and don’t even get me started on the whole ‘sleeping on and cuddling with him’ thing. also, i swear i saw him give you a kiss on the forehead!"

"i mean, that’s just how we are!" you said, exasperated. "we’ve been friends forever! it’s not a big deal!"

jirou raised an eyebrow, crossing her arms. "i don’t know, y/n. most guys don’t carry their girl friends to their rooms when they’re tired."

you froze. the memories flashed in your mind, and you couldn’t help the nervous laugh that escaped your lips. "i told you, he was just being—"

"overprotective?" yaomomo interrupted, practically reading your mind. "yeah, that’s what we thought, too. but i don’t know, seems a little… extra for a friend."

you groaned, burying your face in your hands. “this is ridiculous. we’re not dating! he’s not like that with me.”

they all stared at you for a long moment, clearly unconvinced, when suddenly, the door to the room swung open.

katsuki stood in the doorway, his signature scowl immediately visible, with kirishima and kaminari not far behind. "..what the hell are you all looking like that at me for? you got a problem?"

the girls didn’t miss a beat. mina jumped up, eyes practically sparkling. "we were just discussing how you and a certain girl over here are totally a secret item!"

you froze. oh no.

katsuki's eyes widened then narrowed as he stared at her, his eyes a mixture of grumpiness and fluster. "the hell?" was all he said.

“you’re always carrying her, holding hands, and let’s not forget you cuddling with her sleeping on you during that movie last week. with how comfortable you guys were with it, i'll bet it was far from the first time you guys have done stuff like that, too! you two are practically made for each other!”

katsuki glared at her, his fists clenching. "i don’t give a shit what you idiots think." his voice was sharp, dismissive, and he turned his gaze toward you for a moment, his usual annoyance evident.

you let out a nervous laugh, relieved that he wasn’t actually acknowledging any of the weird feelings the group was pushing on you two.

the girls looked between you and katsuki, still skeptical, but he wasn’t having it. he gave a quick, sharp glare to the group before glancing back at you. you failed to see the way his sharp glare softened ever-so-slightly when he did so.

“you’re all so damn nosy,” he muttered, turning to leave. "get a life."

he marched off grumpily, kirishima and kaminari now excitedly talking to him about assumedly the same topic. he slammed the door in their faces, but they were quick to scramble after him.

you let out a sigh of relief once they left, but before you could even speak, mina burst into laughter. "there it is! classic bakugo. totally in denial!"

"totally!" ochako giggled.

"mhm!" hagakure agreed.

"ugh," you groaned, face in your hands. "please just drop it already!"

the girls kept their grins, but the teasing finally slowed down. "alright, alright," mina said with a wink. "we’ll let you off the hook for now."

you exhaled in relief as the group slowly started to branch off into different topics, the heat finally off of you. you excused yourself for some water so you could get some air, and began heading back to the dorm rooms.

to your surprise, katsuki was already waiting for you outside the common area. when he saw you, he gave you a gruff nod of acknowledgement.

"kats! i thought you were going to bed!" you chirped, unaware of how your demeanor instantly brightened when it was just the two of you.

"i am," was all he offered before grabbing your hand and dragging you to presumably his dorm room to cuddle and hangout.

as you rambled and chatted with katsuki, hand-in-hand, on your way to hang out in his dorm alone, the words of your friends came back to you, causing a pink hue to rise to your cheeks.

..yeah. you two were definitely not "just friends."