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vampcubus · 1 year

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Hi, I really like your writing (especially your Rengoku headcanons.) Also, your page looks so aesthetically pleasing, I think it's really cool.

Can I request some headcanons for Tokoyami with a s/o who's love language is biting? (It can be fluff or smut or both, it's your choice)

If you don't want to write this, that's okay too, have a nice day!

sure can! and thank you sm for the compliments, got me blushin’ n shit 😳 i also decided to tack on more characters for this prompt!

𝐁𝐍𝐇𝐀 𝐁𝐈𝐓𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐇𝐂𝐒

:ఌ¨ ♱ 𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐑𝐀𝐂𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐒 : fumikage, izuku, katsuki, and eijirou.

:ఌ¨ ♱ 𝐂𝐎𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐍𝐓 𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐒 : vaguely nsfw, projecting my biting kink onto all these men tbh.

𝐅𝐔𝐌𝐈𝐊𝐀𝐆𝐄 𝐓𝐎𝐊𝐎𝐘𝐀𝐌𝐈

— Fumikage’s probably the most startled by your love bites for sure. He’s still getting used to your kisses, so you can bet he’s jumping a mile into the air when he feels you sneak a nip to his shoulder. He’s so flustered, beak tipped down to his chest in embarrassment. What was that for? Were you teasing him? An intrusive thought perhaps?

— When you explain it to him, it endears him to you even more. You were biting him because it’s how you expressed your love? He wished he’d known sooner.

— He definitely writes romanticized poetry about how your teeth feel on his skin.

— Knaw on him all you like, he’s yours to chew on as you see fit — so long as you promise to kiss the bites you leave afterward.

— Poor guy gets teased endlessly for the bite marks he’s got all over, somehow them being inherently non-sexual makes it worse. He feels dirty when his friends make unsavory jokes about them, but it’s not like he’s going to tell you that you can’t sink your teeth in just because he’s embarrassed.

— He notices that you tend to do it even more when you’re excited about something, nicks of your teeth interspersed with your enthusiastic smooching.

— He should have expected your habit to emerge in the bedroom, yet it still incites a shaky gasp when you sink your teeth into his neck and shoulder as you take him inside you.

— Don’t tell anyone but he likes the pain, particularly when it mixes with the pleasure of you claiming him.

— He traces your bite marks when he’s thinking of you <3

𝐈𝐙𝐔𝐊𝐔 𝐌𝐈𝐃𝐎𝐑𝐈𝐘𝐀

— There’s nothing cuter than the pitched gasp he makes when your teeth nip at his ear for the first time. At first, he thinks you just wanted to mess with him so he pouts, rubbing at the red mark you left behind.

“That hurt you know…” he huffs, bottom lip sticking out.

— That is until he realizes that you’re doing it mindlessly like you weren’t giving it a second thought.

— When your lips press a kiss to his shoulder in passing, he’s conditioned to tense up in case you decide to take a bite out of him on a whim.

— It’s not an unpleasant feeling, but he has a habit of being vocal about his approval. The last thing he wants is for you to sneak a bite when he isn’t expecting it and he moans out loud when other people are around.

— in short, he likes it. a lot.

— He’s your personal chew toy as far as he’s concerned. Still, his curiosity compels him to ask you about it.

“So I’ve noticed that you uh… bite me a lot? Is that like… a conscious thing or…?” he inquires one day, and the way your face practically bursts into flames should be enough of an answer on its own.

“Gosh I’m so sorry if that’s weird—“ you blubber, fanning your burning cheeks as he watches in fascination. You’re so cute when you get flustered like that, he muses.

“No, I like it!” He states a little too loudly and then rushes to amend his enthusiasm, stumbling over his words as his own furious blush flares up. He was outing himself. “N-not in a weird way or anything. I just think it’s cute!”

— And when he makes the connection of you biting him = loving him, he’s over the moon about it.

— Has a thing for being marked as yours, so your habit goes hand in hand with that desire.

— Sink your teeth in until his skin dots with blood, he doesn’t care, cus no amount of pain could take away from the dizzying pleasure he feels at that moment.

— Encourages you to bite him harder <333 he's no weakling, you know you can be rougher with him, don't you?

𝐊𝐀𝐓𝐒𝐔𝐊𝐈 𝐁𝐀𝐊𝐔𝐆𝐎𝐔

— As expected, he is less than understanding about it the first time you leap into his back and chomp his shoulder.

“HUH?! THE HELL DID YOU BITE ME FOR?!”

— Calls you a freak 😔 honestly he can be so mean </3

— However, this can be amended by confessing that your compulsion to bite him was a sign of love. Watch his cheeks get all red, hand covering his face as he leans away from your scrutinizing gaze — because you’ve flustered him.

“Yeah, okay I get it! you do it cus you like me or whatever but it hurts you know. Can’t just do it out of nowhere…” he grumbles, avoiding your sparkling eyes. Because that sounded like a stamp of approval to you.

— He’ll fuss most times you do it, but only before guiding your teeth to the place he wants them. Cus if you’re gonna bite him you might as well go for the throat where he likes it.

— Can’t help that his cock throbs whenever your breath grazes his jugular, anticipating the sting of your teeth pulling the tender skin between them.

— Going in for an affectionate chomp in other places just gets you an annoyed hand shoving your face away — especially if you’re around other people. It’s almost pitiful how your face drops when he does as if he’s the bad guy. What a joke!

“C’mon, don’t give me that look. You can chew on me later.”

— He’s all too aware that you do it to distract him, so he won’t always tolerate it if he’s genuinely busy.

“I know you’re just tryna distract me. You aren’t slick, you little shit.” he’ll hiss, though the truth is he just doesn’t wanna work with a boner.

— If you bite someone else he is IMMENSELY jealous. Those teeth are only for him dammit. And that realization just makes him even more embarrassed, because fuck you’ve infected him with your weirdness. He wasn’t supposed to like it too!

— He bites back in retaliation so watch out!

𝐄𝐈𝐉𝐈𝐑𝐎𝐔 𝐊𝐈𝐑𝐈𝐒𝐇𝐈𝐌𝐀

— He’s a tough guy, and obsessed with you, so chances are he’s not going to bat an eye if you wanna take a lil chomp every now and then. In his mind, you must think he looks tasty enough to eat, and he’ll take that as a compliment thank-you!

— That said, he does notice, and that you only do it to him specifically. His heart squeezes at that. I’m special. I’m special to them. Playing in his head in an endless loop as he stares at you with that lovesick puppy look.

— Eijirou wants to reciprocate but with teeth like his, he’d be too nervous about breaking the skin. That longing being there means something.

— He knows to pay attention to you when you nip him, lest he’d like to see how much harder you can bite. And he really didn’t wanna have to explain to Katsuki why he’s got an angry red bite mark at the base of his neck. (Truthfully Katsuki would notice but not say anything about it, equating it to his best friend getting mad pussy, which he is already plenty jealous of.)

— In a perfect world Eijirou would sit with you in his lap while you sucked dark marks into the flesh of his throat all day long.

— The more chomps you take out of him the more he desires to return the favor, imagining what your reaction would be. Would you like it? Would you let him do it again? Do you even realize you do it? Those questions bubble anxiously inside until he musters up the courage to ask.

“Hey uh, would it be totally weird if I bit you?” he slides it so casually into the conversation you almost miss it. But he can tell he’s piqued your curiosity when your eyes dart from the tv to his own, side-eying him but not fully acknowledging the question. “Like… how you love nip me sometimes — which is very cute by the way — I wanna do the same to you.”

“I don’t ask before biting you, why should you? Just bite me next time, K? It would be totally hot but you’ve ruined the element of surprise, you see?” You return to your dead-eyed stare at the tv, munching away at your snack as if nothing happened.

He stares dumbly at you for a moment before he processes that as both acceptance and a challenge.

“Right!”

#‧₊🦇˚⊹ ashi writes #bnha x reader #mha x reader #fumikage tokoyami x reader #tokoyami fumikage x reader #izuku midoriya x reader #midoriya izuku x reader #katsuki bakugou x reader #katsuki bakugo x reader #bakugou katuski x reader #bakugo katuski x reader #eijirou kirishima x reader #kirishima eijirou x reader #eijiro kirishima x reader #kirishima eijiro x reader #n/sfw #bnha headcannons

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nartothelar · 1 year

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special day

#implied n/sfw #erasermic #aizawa shouta #eraserhead #present mic #yamada hizashi #my hero academia #boku no hero academia #mha #bnha #bnha fanart #fanart

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animeomegas · 4 months

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How would Izuku react to an Alpha with the quirk to duplicate themselves, would he suggest quirk play into the bed? ;)

It takes a while for Izuku to think about anything dirty with his alphas quirk.

He hyper focuses on the ways it can be used in hero work, in medicine, in business, everything. Except sex.

I think it would actually take alpha making a joke to put the idea into Izuku's head.

"You could use it for so much!! I mean, imagine the benefit of double teaming all your tasks!!"

You paused at his phrasing, a sly grin making its way onto your face. "Double teaming, eh? I can think of a few ways that would be useful."

Izuku's face went cherry red. "That's- That's not what I meant!"

And it wasn't what he meant. But it did put the idea into his head, and he finds himself not being able to get it out.

N-sfw specifics under cut

He starts imagining all sorts of naughty things.

He starts off fairly normal. He thinks about a threesome. Double penetration. All the new positions that would be possible (he likes to be held off the ground during sex, it turns him on to be manhandled lol.)

But then his thoughts start to get more and more specific.

He thinks about a good cop, bad cop, dom team. Where one of you is covering him in praise, and the other degrades him.

He thinks about cheating roleplays, where one of your finds him 'cheating' with the other.

He thinks about voyeurism and exhibitionism stuff. What if one of you 'taught' the other one how to fuck him properly. Or you could have your clone film you and him fucking from inside the wardrobe or round the crack of the door, so Midoriya can watch it back and pretend there was someone watching.

And you know what Midoriya's mind is like. Once he starts, he can't stop. So the scenarios get more and more detailed, and he becomes more and more fixated.

I like to think that he starts having dirty dreams every night, entirely pent up and distracted.

I guess it'd up to you get these fantasies out of him and make a couple of his dreams come true 😉

#n-sfw #a/b/o #omegaverse #izuku #midoriya #deku #bnha #mha #alpha reader #omega midoriya #alpha x omega #alpha!reader

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hollowtakami · 3 months

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MY LITTLE DOVE

CONTENT: caregiver!keigo + regressed!gn!reader, pet names (dove, little feather, baby bird), just a fluffy drabble to keep my mind out of a bad place.

AUTHOR NOTE: please keep interactions/tags for this post strictly SFW; ddlg/ageplay/pro+comship are not welcome.

You could feel yourself slipping.

Huddled under a sea of blankets with an army of stuffies, chewing on the end of your sleeve, you fold into yourself.

The scent of your favourite stuffie under your nose would usually comfort you, but not right now. Above the surface of those blankets was a world. That alone was far too big and scary for you right now.

Your little heart pounded as you count the minutes on your fingers to ease your worries, startling at the faint sound of a door clicking open.

A small sigh and the shuffling of boots could be heard through the ajar door your bedroom, shoes kicked to the side of the rack and a jacket strung up on a hook as you heard a melodic voice call out to you.

“Baby bird, I’m back!” Keigo chirped, the baritone of his voice flooding your senses with warmth.

You do your best to ease the blankets off yourself and with clumsy movements, clutch your stuffie to your chest with your head down as you waddled over to the avian.

Keigo saw you emerge from your room like a lost spirit, floating over to him slowly. His face fell when he couldn’t see yours, his eyes soon clocked onto the stuffie and he soon softened.

“Hey there, dove,” his voice smoother than any sippie cup of warm milk before bed, lowered as to not startle you again. He extended a hand to you, gentle and inviting, whispering, “you feelin’ small?”

With a small nod you raise your head to look up, expecting to see even a small glimpse of annoyance in the suns of Keigo’s eyes; nothing.

He beamed when he saw your face, riddled with worry but willing to trust him. And trust him, you did.

You slowly shuffled into Keigo’s chest, babbling to yourself happily when you felt the tickle of his feathers cocoon around you. He patted your hair, kissing the crown of your head.

“C’mon, little feather,” Keigo smiled, “let’s get you cosy, yeah?”

When you were regressed, your age sometimes ranged. Keigo was no stranger to working with children due to his line of work, and so took to your regression quite well. Hidden behind a mask of tenderness was, at first, the fear of making you feel worse. Though, like a feather in the wind, the two of you found your flow.

“Okay, baby, sit on the bed for me while I find you some jammys, ‘kay?” Keigo softly directed, to which you did with a nod, your stuffie still with you.

Keigo sent a few feather dashing out of the room as he picked through the drawer where you kept your regression gear; pacifiers, sippy cups, your favourite pyjamas.

He turned with them in his hand, smiling to himself when he saw your demeanour light up at the sight. You clapped your hands together happily, letting Keigo get you out of your day clothes and into something comfier.

Keigo eventually got you into bed after calming you down when you got so giddy - he can’t lie to himself though, you were so adorable. He left the room for a moment, crossing his heart and promising you and your plush friend that he would be right back.

Sitting on the bed, tucked into a blanket with your stuffie huddled close to your chest, you popped your thumb into your mouth. You were too baby to think anything wrong of it, babbling to your stuffie about something as you subconsciously suckled and bit at your thumbnail.

Keigo soon came back into the room, a clean paci in his hands, his feathers carrying a tray lined with a sippy cup of warm milk and a plate of apple slices.

The avian clicked his tongue when he saw you mindlessly sucking your thumb, smiling as he helped the paci into your mouth and wiped your thumb.

“Save your teeth for these apple slices, baby,” Keigo smiled, his feathers resting back into his wings as the tray was set down onto the bed slowly, Keigo snuggled up to you, planting a kiss on your forehead.

You giggled as the scruff on his chin tickled your skin, your bubbly laughs making Keigo’s heart melt.

“C’mere, dove, let me help you with your snack, yeah?” Keigo softly suggested.

You nodded, too baby to want to feed yourself.

After a few slices, you finished off the sippy full of milk, eyes droopy. Setting the tray down on the bedside table, Keigo held you close in a blanket of his feathers, keeping you safe from any monsters while you and your stuffie got some well deserved rest.

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devildomcrybaby · 1 year

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An empty man like you

▸Shigaraki Tomura x reader

Minors do not interact Written with a fem!reader in mind and set when Shigaraki leads the Paranormal Liberation Front.

The first time, you felt something touching you and nothing actually touching you. You slowly turned your head to the side. Your eyes locked with someone else's. A young man with disheveled hair and an empty yet curious look in his eyes was staring at you. Your gaze shifted down to see two of his fingers with a hefty lock of your hair twisted around it.

The second time you were sitting on a cracked wooden chair. You kept shifting in your seat, the prickles lightly piercing your skin and getting stuck in your clothes. You got up, having had enough. With the sudden movement your nylons got stuck in some of the chips. You frowned in that slight irritation of those everyday hassles, pulling, only to rip your tights further. Two cold fingers grazed the back of your thigh and you were free to move again. With your lips slightly parted, not expecting external interventions with your little pinprick, you turned to the side to give thanks. You were met with a figure in profile, slouched in the chair next to you, hood of a black sweatshirt up and arms folded. You said nothing.

The third time you were cold. So very cold. You had a fight with your boyfriend. You were walking fast, the only noise was the smacking of the smooth soles of your shoes on the concrete. Such a steady sound. You could still hear your thoughts over it, like it didn't even exist. You walked faster, made more noise. Your brain got crowded, your ideas clearer, now you know him. You never knew him. It hurt. You sneezed. Your cheeks were red. The tip of your nose was red. Someone was thinking it was really cute. The sole of your shoe suddenly made a screeching sound. You walked over a drain. You were ready for the impact, you screwed up your eyes. Four fingers gripped your forearm. You never hit the ground.

"Careful. A warrior with a broken leg is not very useful to her Grand Commander". This was the first time he spoke to you. You didn't have much time to respond. You felt a heavy weight on your shoulders. Finally you were warm. You reached out, it was pointless. Again that sound of smooth soles smacking against the concrete, but you were still. He already stalked away from you. You wrapped yourself tightly in the coat. It smelled nice.

The fourth time you thought was the last. Not only the last time he touched you. The last time anyone touched you. The last touch you'd ever feel. The sound reaching your ears was the most dreadful one you've ever heard, like a hyena choking on the carcass it was feasting on. Little did you know that the sound was coming from you. Thick lines of coagulated blood encircled your neck tightly. You were kneeling on the floor trying to let air flow in your lungs, your fingers vainly trying to grasp the filiform strings holding your neck in a vice grip. You were about to lose consciousness, when you felt a pull. You looked up to see the hero in a red suit lifting you up, angrily spitting words you couldn't hear. You grabbed his wrist weakly in an attempt to have him loosen his hold on the blood thread, barely registering the touch of an arm sliding around your waist. Suddenly the pressure eased and you could breathe. The thread was gone, dissolved in the air and you slumped in the stranger's arms. The hero (ironic to call someone who was about to choke you dead "hero", isn't it?) was laying on the floor. When two other heroes shielded him and took him away you saw a pool of blood under his knees. You smiled. Serves him right. The air flowing in your lungs felt like the best sensation you've ever experienced and you laughed. You laughed loudly and uncontrollably, throwing your arms around the stranger. Not a stranger. Your Grand Commander, looking at you with a frown, uncertain between sharing your joy and giving you a reprimand for your foolhardy attack. The last thing you remember of that moment is his face awkwardly twisting in an indulgent smile. He mustn't be used to that, you thought.

A slight smile appeared on your face as you recollected those moments, your lips curled to hide it and return serious, aware of the countless pair of eyes fixed on you. Shigaraki put a half-gloved hand on the back of the thigh left exposed by the wide slit of your silky dress. You took a step forward and his hand slid up until it reached your hip, lightly squeezing it. You sat on the arm of the gray lush chair he was sprawled on, crossing your legs. The mink-like tippet sliding off your shoulder as you moved. You tilted your head to him and he looked up at you. The smirk you saw mirrored yours.

“Tomura!” you mumbled, still chewing on the salmon nigiri when his lips pressed on yours, tightly sealed. “What if I taste like fish and my tongue feels like a sea bass slapping his tail on the ground so as not to die?” you asked with a serious frown that made him burst out laughing.

“Your tongue always feels like a slimy slippery thing” Shigaraki’s eyes squinted in thought. “I wouldn’t say a sea bass on the verge of death though” he paused. “Rather an Angolan python constricting its prey until it exhales its last breath” he squeezed his empty hand to follow his words. You gasped loudly and threw a leatherette upholstered cushion his way, his loud laugh making you wordlessly grumble.

“Piss off! I’m never putting my tongue in your mouth ever again”. You turned away from him and brought your attention back on the sushi resting on the glass table in front of you.

“Hey, hey”, he breathed slowly. “This infringes our deal”. He was suddenly closer to you, his tone low and hoarse. He sounded abruptly serious, but you could feel the playfulness in his voice.

“You said, and I quote…”. He cleared his throat before speaking again. “If I’m not mistaken, ‘if I'm to be your bride’…maybe you didn’t say ‘bride’ though, maybe you said ‘mistress’?”, he glared at you from the side seeking confirmation, his lips curling up in a smirk when the only response he got was an ‘eat shit’.

He ignored you and hummed to himself. “Anyway, ‘If I’m to be your – let’s say here ‘lover’ – I demand you to kiss me all the time’, yeah I think it was something along these lines, give or take” he was nodding, pretending not to pay attention to you.

You quickly dropped the chopsticks and stretched towards him, biting his cheek, not exactly lightly, but not even with too much strength that’d really hurt him, just enough to leave a pink teeth shaped mark on his cheek for a few minutes maybe.

“I rescind it!”, you squealed when he grabbed your hips and pushed you down on the sofa, climbing on top of you, his knee between your legs.

“Is that your final word?” he asked in a whisper.

“That’s my final word” you repeated in a softer tone.

“Okay”. He slowly bent down and lazily moved his lips on yours, his tongue licking your lips asking for an access you were quick to give. Your fingers entangled in his hair, pulling him towards you until he was forced to put his body weight on you, still careful not to lean too much to be of discomfort to you.

A hand slid up your exposed leg, bending it to put it against his hip. He kept caressing your now naked thigh, your stomach, your breast, his thumb gliding over your hardening nipple a few times, applying more pressure the more he felt you shifting under him and quietly whining against his mouth.

“You were gorgeous tonight. If it was up to me I’d put you in these tight silky gowns you despise so much every day”.

“You could make it an order, Grand Commander”.

“I guess I could”.

His mouth was on yours again at that same slow and lascivious pace. His movements soon turned more frantic and rough. He gripped your hips with both hands, grinding his bulge against your pelvis a few times. His hand slipped up to squeeze, pinch and pull your other nipple through the smooth fabric of your dress.

One of your hands gripped his hair more tightly, the other clenched around the back of his suit jacket. Your leg tightened around him to press your core against the zipper of his pants.

“Please” you whimpered. He stopped kissing you and pulled away, lightly biting your lower lip. He shook his head no, the tip of his nose brushing against yours. You sighed heavily, your face slightly contorted in a melancholic and resigned expression. “I don’t care if…”.

“Shhh” his hand moved from your face, his thumb sliding over your lower lip in its wake. His hand rested against your neck, subtly squeezing on your pulse points. His nose rubbed against yours again. He kissed you languidly one last time before getting up and staring at you with flushed cheeks and a heavy breath.

You sat up on the sofa, your hands resting on each side of you. You looked up at him disoriented, the back of your hand brushing quickly against the underside of your nose. Hair tousled, deep red cheeks and swollen lips.

What a sight.

Shigaraki caressed your heated cheek with the back of his hand, then with his thumb. He tucked a strand of hair that had fallen in front of your face when you abruptly sat up. He moved the rest of your hair to let them fall behind your shoulders. The tips of his fingers traced your neck. Two fingers sneaked in the neckline of your dress, slightly pulling it down to show more of your cleavage, then went up to your chin lifting your face for your eyes to meet his.

“Sit pretty like this for me, yeah?”.

Heat raised to your cheeks as you nodded, watching enthralled his slender fingers moving to the zip of his pants, undoing it. He shuddered when his palm met his hard-on. Your little whimpers and pleas, offering, no, begging for him to take something, anything from you, your yielding soft body pressed against his, your hands setting his skin on fire and the view in front of his eyes did a number on him. The slightest of touches could have gotten him off by then.

“Just…” he exhaled shakily when his hand gripped his shaft loosely, then more tightly. “…sit here and look cute while I jerk off on your pretty little face” he said between aquiver breaths, loosening his tie and the first buttons of his white shirt in the meanwhile. You blushed harder at his words, leaning slightly towards him, your fingers tracing his wrist and the back of the hand he was slowly moving up and down his dick. You met the look in his eyes and pulled your hand away. It wasn’t a menacing or irked look, rather an inquiring one. Maybe he craved your touch too. But that was not what he asked for. He was your Grand Commander still. You looked up at him again and let some drivel run from your lips to the tip of his dick. He sighs and closes his eyes for a moment, throwing his head back, enjoying the smoother friction of his palm. “Smart girl. So good. You’re so good. Fuck”.

You smiled and sat back on the sofa crossing your exposed leg over the other, then slightly squeezed your shoulders together to have your dress slide further down exposing even more skin. He wanted a show, after all.

“Shit. So pretty. Pretty little thing. Just for me, yeah?” he panted, slightly twisting his hand, his thumb running over the flushed red tip, his fingers squeezing harder and moving faster. You tore your gaze away from his hand to look at his face. His head thrown back, half-lidded eyes hungrily meeting yours as he looked up from your body. His chest heaving just like yours. You squeezed your legs together when you felt your panties soaked.

“Everything is just for you. I belong to you. Everyone and everything in this city belongs to you. To look at. To touch. To toy with. To destroy” you whispered.

“You’re the only thing” his breath hitched, his eyebrows knitted together. “The only thing I laid my hands on I never felt the urge to destroy. The sole living breathing thing I didn’t dream of seeing crumble under my fingers” he said between ragged breaths.

“What if I wanted you to?”

“That’s not...” he squeezes his eyes shut lost in pleasure. “I’ll give you what you want. Shit, I want it too. So bad. Don’t wanna hurt you, see. Fuck, you’d look adorable crying on my cock” he slurred, his mind going blank. He suddenly grabbed your jaw tightly, nails digging in your cheeks and you gasped.

“Is that what you want? Your cute little pussy bleeding on your Commander’s cock that’s too big for you to take?”.

“Y-yeah” you stuttered looking into his eyes, a dimness you didn’t recognize flashing in his red pupils. “I want you to make a mess out of me. An empty man like you, always touching me so gently. Why am I the only thing you won’t break?”.

“Sick girl. Sick girl” his fingers pressed harder underneath the head and moved faster. He pinched your chin hard between his fingers and bent down to slide his tongue over yours, raw and desperate, biting your lip hard only to lick the blood off your mouth right after. “Don’t know what you’re asking for. Gonna make your dress dirty. Fuck, I’m sorry”.

“Cum on my face then”. His eyes shoot up to yours, delirious, like you slapped him in the face. “Please?” he smirked ungraciously, roughly grabbing your hair and twisting it in a sort of ponytail, pulling your head to have it bent up, your lips slightly parted.

“So polite. A filthy, disgusting, polite subordinate” he tugged at your hair further making you whimper and scrunch your face. The familiar hot thick liquid hit your face. You felt it running on your eyelashes, down your cheeks and neck. You licked your lips tasting the salt and carefully opened your eyes to meet Shigaraki’s. He collected some of his cum from your cleavage, fighting the urge to spread it all over your chest and brought his fingers to your parted lips. You licked them clean from the base to the tips and smiled at him.

“Thank you, Commander”. He tucked his dick into the waistband of his pants and pulled the zipper up.

“Get yourself cleaned up and join me. This bed they arranged for me is awfully wide and cold”.

You smirked to yourself.

“I’ll help you unzip your dress when you get back”.

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Too many nasty thoughts for a single character, I can't get him out of my head.

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linkyychan · 4 months

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Just let them hug again you know

#togachako #toga himiko #uraraka ochako #togaocha #himichako #bnha #mha #boku no hero academia #my art #fanart #debating whether or not to post it here since its borderline n*sfw #but oh well

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not-normal-about-shigaraki · 7 months

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Your Boyfriend Tomura Headcanons ❤️

Main love language is Quality Time. 99% of the population annoys the hell out of him. If he wants to spend a lot of time with you, out of his own will, it's probably because he likes you a lot.

Secondary are Acts of Service and Gift Giving, in no particular order. It usually takes a casual form of giving you food, medicine, sending you helpful articles when you're doing research etc. With gift giving it's similarly casual - him noticing you're running out of that one product. Him leaving your favorite snack somewhere you can notice etc.

He doesn't really clock it as his love language though, or even really making an effort. It's just "something you do for some people". He's hopeless lmao

Naturally gets into most of your interests

Granted, he has a preference for those of the non-physical variety

Meaning, yes, he will absolutely watch this new tropey romance shojo with you

He's probably the type to talk during though. On topic but still.

I feel like his main ways of showing affection are very non-verbal

Not at all the cuddly type, though likes being constantly close to you. Touching shoulders when standing close to each other, you sitting between his legs when he's reading, leaning against his thigh, etc.

Also likes propping his chin against the top of your head, or just lean his head against yours. If you're taller than him, he will find a way.

Sometimes when he's tired or fed up, he will physically lean against you and sigh, loudly. Absolutely does not care if he's too heavy for you.

In other words, cat-coded lmao.

Very dry, sarcastic humor. Will mutter snarky shit under his breath, no matter how serious the situation, and you will crack sooner or later. He will be very proud of himself, but won't show it. If it gets you in trouble, occasionally will send you a smug self-satisfied grin.

Secretly loves it when you wear his clothes. Underwear included. Outwardly will complain about you "making him run out out of clothes"

If you say you won't do it anymore, he will absolutely switch sides at the snap of a finger and complain you're making a big deal out of this for no reason. What does he care? He doesn't care. At alll

He's rude. Kind of?? If you do something stupid, don't expect to not get called out lmao. It's not really a lack of respect for him, he's just very matter-of-fact.

In major denial of his feelings when he first starts to feel something. It's just… Inconvenient. So he pretends it's not real.

Needs time to think and talk things through, during every decision. At the start, he will shut you off completely during this process but as time goes on, he will either involve you in its entirety or have his time to think and then discuss his thinking process with you later.

Very perceptive. Hiding things from him tends to be rather impossible.

Kind of jealous? Not really suspicious or controlling but lowkey gets really pissed off at people trying to hit on you, or even just seeing you in a romantic or sexual light.

Not the type to make things official official but extremely loyal and expects complete loyalty in return. Doesn't really see the point of following the traditional couple behavior - you like him, he likes you. What's more to it?

Lowkey would want to get married though. Doesn't care about making it a huge thing but likes the thought of that sort of symbolic commitment.

Very slow about certain things and breakneck about others. For example, basically living together after like a week is fine. Won't sleep in the same bed for months though.

Generally doesn't like to be touched, much more prefers to be the one touching. Especially if it's something like being grabbed, or hugged. Makes him feel kind of suffocated. Has a pretty good chance to make him go into fight more if it's by surprise. He can tolerate but for the most part, won't be something he enjoys.

And for the love of God, don't ever attempt to pick him up, unless he specifically says it's alright.

Okay with surprise kisses… Will send you a look about them though.

Very protective of his partner, in a surprisingly healthy way. Including sometimes physically placing himself between you and something that makes you just uncomfortable, let alone being threatening.

Only amusement is suffering… Well, that's not exactly true. He's amused at banter or some jokes but hearing him laugh without malice or irony is like hearing an unicorn sneeze. I feel like he truly laughs at the dumbest things though. You just see him choke-laughing at some shit like the "rat jumps off the balcony" video.

Gets annoyed with no direct communication. He doesn't care about the form it will take - written, verbal, whatever. But if you have something to say, he wants you to say it. Doesn't play mindgames in a relationship

Overall, probably not a good fit for sensitive, or "communication/understanding by emotion" people lol

Prefers you to do house chores but surprisingly flexible on that. Hates most of them, but will put in the work.

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savnofilter · 8 months

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Run, Bunny | k. bakugo

Werewolf!Katsuki Bakugo x Bunny![FEM]Reader

CONTENT WARNING(S): sexual content, one shot, autassassinophilia if you squint, pwp, rough sex, mocking, degradation (nothing extreme), established relationship.

COUNT: 1.4k words [5 mins].

READ MORE: masterlist + [students | bakugo masterlist]

A/N: lmaoo this was originally meant to be posted on easter along with a dabi one but surprise surprise!! it never happened (obviously). backstory though, reader was teasing him n then gets anxious when he finally snaps and catches her lol. didnt write it out but that's the context kekeke. hope you guys enjoy this. 🫶🏽☠️

His breathing was ragged and his body was huge.

His chest rose and fell as his mouth salivated, teeth and lips soaked with drool and slobber.

You shakingly looked up at the huge wolf, heart thumping furiously between your ribcage. You shook in terror; if it wasn’t a heart attack that was going to take you, it certainly was going to be this big, bad, wolf.

You couldn’t even move to block yourself. Your jaw was locked shut and your body was frozen save for the tremble that racked your body. He leaned in closer to you, letting you hear the sound of his strong fists snapping the wood underneath his fingertips and palms. You turned your face away from him as he leaned in closer, his body heat hot as he closed in on you.

As much as you dreaded him getting any closer to you, there was a sense of pull inside you that didn’t want him to pull away. But alas he did.

A small whimper managed to escape your lips as he briskly added distance between you and his body, your body relaxing although not calming down. You looked back at him with tearful eyes not sure of his next moves. He backed away with a snarl and stood up tall. With how much he was hunched over most of the time your pre-existing idea of his stature was incredibly unprepared for his actual size. If you were a normal bunny, you would be terrified. Well—you are, but another trait you always had with you was that anything that scared you also excited you in… different other ways. You needed to stop this now before it dragged on.

You open your mouth to maybe try and calm him down, “I didn’t-”

Sniff sniff sniff

You stopped dead in your tracks as he started to sniff you, gobsmacked as he invaded your personal space. The closer he got to you, the more aware you were of the situation and the need to have him grew even more. Even at the back of your mind, you knew it was bad but you couldn’t help it. And you never really tried to hide your urges either. If you could make it out of this without your secret being covered was the ideal situation.

You were lost as he kept sniffing you, his face going to your neck and slowly moving over and lower on your body. You could feel your cheeks start to burn up as he got closer between your legs, stopping at the spot of your crouch. His left eyebrow raised in bewilderment.

“You’ve got to be shitting me,” The wolf grunted. “‘You in heat?”

Never have you ever been so embarrassed before. The blood rushing to your cheeks was hot, noticeable or not. Your mouth gaped like a fish as you tried to come up with an excuse to save yourself the humiliation. “I-I-”

“I, I, what? Spit it the fuck out.” The blonde gripped your cheeks in a piercing grip, his sharp nails threatening to cut at your skin. You shut your mouth as he mocked you, closing your eyes as you were ready to give in. He rolled his eyes at your submissive behavior, expecting no better from such a bunny. His eyes trail your body taking in your thin material, fingers playing with the hem of your pants. “I’ll just have to see it for myself."

His fingers gripped your pants and tugged it down, brows shooting up at the revelation of no underwear underneath. His lips tug into a wolfish grin, crimson eyes feasting on the sight before him. He wastes no time cupping your sex, growling at the abundance of slick that covers his fingers. He teasingly rubs up and down your lips to spread them, the tips of his fingers dipping just slightly at your opening to torture you. He mockingly leans forward and grins openly as you move your head to the side, avoiding looking at him as your hips move with his pawing.

"K-Katsuki, stop fucking around!" You mewl, getting angrier by the second as you attempt to hide your embarrassment, your fingers tugging at him to get closer.

"Look at this slut, all hot and needy for a wolf she's been messin' with the whole day." He taunts you in your ear and licks a stripe up your neck, his trail leading to your earlobe, and nips at the skin. He roughly sucks on the soft area, grunting in your ear once he slips a careful finger into your tight cunt. He slowly pumps his finger at an agonizingly larghissimo pace. The more he pumps, the wider your legs open and so he slips in another. You groan at how the stretch feels in your cunt, eyes looking up at him with a look that begs for more. His gaze darkens at your provocation, his hands swiftly leaving your needy cunt. "I was going to be nice, but it's clear you don't want that."

He grabs your clothes and effortlessly flips you over into your hands and knees. He delivers a harsh slap to your exposed bum, a soft whimper from the pain coming from you as you try to assume the position that you're most familiar with. He cusses at how desperate you look, his hands gripping your ass cheeks and watching as both of your holes clench. He spreads your cheeks further, fondling your globes as he takes a closer look at your cunny.

The male is swift in pulling out his cock, not caring about the repercussions anymore. His mushroom tip presses itself against your wet opening, his hand guiding it up and down your lips to gain as much natural lube from you as he can before he slips in. He manages to hold in the pleasurable moan that threatens to escape his lips as he sinks himself fully into you without caring about how you are receiving it. Based on your whimpering cries, you weren't protesting at all.

His hips smack against yours as he finally bottoms out, his cock twitching as your warm walls easily accommodate him. He offers no chance for you to catch up with him as he starts his punishing pace, but your body quickly adapts to him.

You suck a small hiss between your teeth as you welcome his harsh thrusts, your pussy deeply appreciating the length and width being fucked into you. You know you shouldn't be enjoying it so much but there was no denying how much you loved to fucked like this, by a werewolf nonetheless. As you start to get comfortable with the handling of the blonde behind you, a sharp gasp is ripped out of your throat, a searing pain pricking at the base of two spots that sit at the top of your head. Your back arches as your head is pulled back by the tension of your bunny ears being pulled back behind you in a rough grip, a pained groan urging its way out when he bottoms out inside you to taint your senses.

"This little bunny wants a whole litter, don't ya?" He leans down next to your ear, grinning as you do nothing but take it. He wraps his other arm around your waist to keep you close, offering no solution for you to have a moment of peace. "The way you're squeezing me tells me all I need to know."

Shamefully, the rough handling you were facing was something that you loved. This was evident through the way that your walls now spasmed as it got ready to milk everything from the ravishing male behind you and how you pushed your hips back against his.

The blonde sensing this reaches down to toy with your cunt, hips ramming into yours to greedily take everything it can. "That's it, I've got you, bunny."

In a juxtaposition to his soothing words, his actions say something else. He shoves you down to have your face down and ass up, hand now tangled in your tresses. His hand which was once soothingly rubbing at your clit delivers a harsh slap to it, the impact sending you over the edge. You cry out as he fucks you through his orgasm, his seed spilling into you without care about the consequences.

Semen seeps from your cunt as he empties his balls, fresh tears of pleasure and overstimulation spilling from your eyes. With one last chuckle, he leans down to give your cheek a kiss, his hand patting your hip as he allows you to come down from the intense session.

"You're such a pervert, Y/N."

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Imagine Pro Hero Deku at the Hero Expo signing, taking pictures, and talking to fans. He kept seeing the book repeatedly when fans were asking him to sign it for them. Curiosity got to him, and he asked what this book was about to get a recommendation to read it himself because it is an incredible story to read.

Later, he found the book being sold from one of the little shops set up in the plaza. They were selling specifically three books with a similar appearance to himself and his friends on the cover. He found out by conversing with some fans who hadn’t seen him yet and thought he was a cosplayer. The three books were connected: The Demon Prince, The Dragon King, and The Mage.

He ended up getting all three books for free. He just asked to sign the Mage book and take a picture with them since the seller refused to take money from him.

However, once he could recover from spending three days at the expo with fans. He started to read the book during his time off for the week.

You better believe Izuku read all of those books within a week because they were fascinating and detailed. It was a coincidence that parallels his life story. It was much later, after he finished the book, that it left him on a cliffhanger from the last book, which was The Mage. He went online to find out if there was another book coming out.

To find out, these books have come from a fanfiction website. Someone else had taken the original work and changed their names on the physical copy. Izuku assumed that it was the person he interacted with back at the Hero Expo.

The original creator of three books took all of their work down immediately after finding out that their work was being sold at the HeroExpo. The last post on their Twitter account was:

“Sorry for the inconvenience. I will not be uploading my work again. I would like not to be sued by the three biggest heroes of our generation.

Most of all, those books were published without my permission. Those physical copies of books sold at the Hero Expo weren’t by me."

To the horror of the original author of the books, they were trending on all social media platforms.

The fans wanted to know what the hype was about behind the books that had been taken down. People were sharing summaries about it and talking about it. Others expressed sadness that someone ruined it for everyone who would have loved to read it.

It didn’t help with the viral picture of Shoto reading ‘his’ book, The Demon Prince, at his favorite cat cafe while drinking tea.

The Deku, Dynamight, and Shoto fanbase are terrifying. Many people were harassing them to put it back on the website because they wanted to read it.

Within a couple of hours, the original author deleted their account.

However, it stayed in topic of conversation for a long time.

Next Pro Hero Dynamight

Later Pro Hero Shoto

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pochipop · 2 years

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can i get a bakugou abc headcanon post? & can i be your 🦩 anon if it's not taken? thank u !

＃BNHA !! ♡ — BAKUGO ALPHABET HEADCANONS.

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A: affection. | are they affectionate? how do they show affection?

Katsuki is fairly affectionate when the two of you are alone together, which may be surprising to many. He enjoys physical contact with his partner, even if he's hard pressed to admit that aloud. He tends to be more handsy when he's sleepy, grasping for warmth and comfort, especially on chilly nights. In his day-to-day life, his affection can range from a quick kiss on the crown of your head when he passes by you in the halls, to cuddling sessions in either of your dorm rooms when it's just the two of you. Bakugo likes it when you visibly lower your guard around him, slink into his side, and rest your body against his. He's a sucker for you.

B: bizarre. | something strange they do or a weird quirk they have with or without their partner?

Katsuki refuses to put his weights away. He always insists that it's for quick and easy access to them, but you've discreetly chalked it up to laziness on his part. It's his dorm, so he can do whatever he wants, and you don't tend to complain; —but it would be nice to not have to trip over weights when you go to pay him a visit.

C: comfort. | are they good at comforting their partner? how do they do it?

Katsuki isn't a very good candidate if you need the type of comfort that is coddling or very empathetic. He doesn't exactly feel comfortable being open about emotions other than anger; and because of that, his means of comfort can seem a bit insensitive to some. However, if you're in need of some good advice and some solid tough love, he's not a bad option. Bakugo might not always word things the best, but he's a surprisingly adept listener, and it's easy to get lost ranting to him (especially when he makes no effort to cut you off.) If you just need to get some frustrations off your chest, he's great with that, though. He'll be sure to throw in affirmative comments and engage with your energy levels appropriately.

D: domestic. | how do they feel about settling down? do they cook/clean?

Katsuki feels he's way too young to think about settling down in that manner, so he avoids seriously considering it. Right now, his heart is set on becoming a hero, and you certainly don't want to be any sort of hindrance in that. Though, he has thought about a future where the two of you are older and more mature, still together, maybe living in a place of your own. As for cooking and cleaning, he can do both, albeit one much better and with less complaints than the other. He's not half bad in the kitchen, and he makes some pretty tasty dishes. Nothing too fancy, but it's always delicious, so the level of elegance really isn't of any concern. When it comes to cleaning, Bakugo isn't the biggest fan of it, but he'd rather clean than be in a dirty environment. He's a quick organizer, and he tends to be very good about cleaning up after himself (unless that involves putting his weights away, apparently.)

E: ending. | if they had to break up with their partner, how would they do it?

Katsuki would end the relationship in person, and it would be one of the few times you'd see him fully vulnerable; stripped bare to his core. He'd likely shed tears and offer up some form of apology but wouldn't ask to be friends. If he happened to see you in the future though, he wouldn't actively avoid you. He'd say hello and keep it lowkey, but his heart would ache inside.

F: future. | do they think about the future? how does it look?

Katsuki does think about the future sometimes, but he chooses not to put much weight into his fantasies. He'd like to share that future with you as long as you both get along well, so almost anything will be fine by him, really. It's not as if he'd want to live in a giant mansion or buy himself his own island, after all. He's fairly content with living a normal life aside from hero work. But, who knows, maybe those feelings will change one day, and Bakugo is open to said change.

G: gifts. | how often do they give their partner gifts? what kind of gifts are they?

Katsuki doesn't shower you with presents by any means, but he likes to spoil his partner every once in a while. A stuffed animal here, an oddly specific gift tailored perfectly to you and your interests there. . . It's only natural, he thinks, to want to give someone you love nice things.

H: honesty. | are they honest with their partner? do they keep secrets?

Katsuki is honest, but does keep some things to himself. He's gotten better about being a more effective communicator, however, he still feels that not all things are meant to be shared. It's only natural that he would want to keep some feelings to himself, but he does tend to be honest about them a while after he's resolved them or learned how to make peace with them. Bakugo does his best to be open, although it can be a struggle at times. Be patient with him; he's not used to being so candid.

I: i love you. | how fast do they say the L word? who says it first?

Katsuki feels and acknowledges it long before he says it but isn't incredibly unlikely to say it first. It could be a 50/50 chance depending on your personality, and even if you were to be the one to say it first, it wouldn't pull him off kilter. He would say it back confidently, heart beating a mile a minute. He wouldn't lose his composure, but on the inside, he'd be melting into a pile of lovesick goop.

J: jealousy. | do they get jealous? does it show?

Katsuki can be quite jealous at times, —not to any fully detrimental lengths, but it might work him up a tad more than normal. He doesn't like it when other guys eye you down as if you're some prize to be stolen away; like you're fresh meat and they're some kind of predator. His trust in you is solid and unwavering, but he doesn't trust others to keep their hands off. You can handle yourself, and Katsuki knows and acknowledges as much, but that wouldn't stop him from stepping in. Usually, his jealousy settles by the time you're alone with him again. A little bit of personal affection calms him down more than enough.

K: kisses. | what kind of kisses do they like to give/receive?

Katsuki likes all sorts of kisses, —it really just depends on the time, place, and sometimes his mood. Usually, anything goes as far as he's concerned. Still, he particularly enjoys mouth to mouth kisses where you'll let him nibble at your bottom lip a little. Bakugo also likes to press his lips to the crown of your head, and it often proves to be his most innocently affectionate gesture. As for receiving, again, typically anything goes depending on the time and place. He must admit though, he's impartial to shoulder kisses because they feel intimate to him, albeit not for any reason in particular.

L: likes and dislikes. | favorite and least favorite things about being in the relationship?

Katsuki's favorite and least favorite part about being in the relationship is the emotional aspect of it all; —a double edged sword for him in every sense of the phrase. He really likes having someone to lean on, and he even likes it when you lean on him in return. Unfortunately, there are times when he just doesn't have the ability to give you what you might need, and there are times when he can't bring himself to accept what he needs either. He has a lot of emotional baggage that he doesn't want to dump all over you, but he wants to let you in. Katsuki's complicated emotional state and how it relates to you and your relationship with him is simultaneously one of his most favorite things about loving you, and something that brings him copious amounts of dread.

M: mornings. | how do they spend mornings with their partner?

Katsuki isn't a happy-go-lucky kind of morning person, but that's to be expected. He's not really the happy-go-lucky type any time of the day anyway. When it comes to spending said mornings alongside you, he's pretty much the same as he always is; —if a bit clingier until he manages to wake himself up fully. At times, he can be a little grumpy if he doesn't sleep very well, but he's quick to move past it once he's pulled himself out of bed. Don't count on him to cook in the morning though. . . If you want breakfast, you'll either have to go out and drag him along with you or make something yourself.

N: nicknames. | what do they call their partner?

Katsuki isn't a fan of the overly sweet, mushy type of pet names. He tends to settle for "babe" more often than not, but melds it down a bit more to "baby" when he's sulking over something, is looking for attention, or is feeling tired. He might call you "doll" every once in a while, and "sweetheart" isn't off the list completely, although it would be much rarer than the others.

O: out of character. | what is something people would be hard pressed to believe they do/enjoy in a relationship?

Katsuki can be incredibly romantic. Suit and tie, candlelit dinner, dressing himself up and putting on his very best face for you. Pulling your seat out for you, bringing you flowers, —the whole package and more. It's usually for special occasions (like an anniversary or your birthday,) but that side of him certainly exists, and it's lovely to see every now and again. Plus, tuxedos look really good on him.

P: pda. | do they like public displays of affection? if so, what types?

Katsuki isn't typically the biggest fan of public displays of affection, but he doesn't tend to mind smaller things after you've been in the relationship for a while. He'll place his hand on your thigh under the desks in class, will offer you a quick kiss on the crown of your head in the halls when he passes you by, and he's not opposed to holding your hand or throwing his arm around you in the lunchroom or something like that. More overt stuff, however, he would much prefer to keep behind closed doors.

Q: quirk. | what is something they do that their partner finds cute or endearing?

Katsuki mumbles to himself a lot, a habit that he's had since the day you met him. It's not something you pay much mind to anymore considering how normal it feels, but it's cute nonetheless.

R: rough times. | arguments? how often and in what manner?

Katsuki can be fairly argumentative. He's stubborn and he doesn't like to be wrong. However, he's definitely come a long way and has since made active efforts to communicate his feelings and issues more appropriately and effectively. Bakugo isn't perfect, —he can be loud, and sometimes he says things he doesn't mean in the heat of the moment. Even so, he's gotten a lot better about such things and you have no doubt he'll continue to grow. He apologizes when it's needed, accepts apologies you offer fairly easily, goes out of his way to fix issues before they really begin, and though he's far from perfect, so are you, and you've accepted that you're each just doing the best you can for one another.

S: sensitive. | what’s a sore spot for them that their partner should steer clear of?

Katsuki doesn't want to talk about his relationship with Midoriya. It's complicated, and there's a lot of feelings there that he still hasn't worked through. They know one another better than anyone else does, but the bitter air of rivalry that hangs between them (mostly from Bakugo's end) is a sore spot. He'll open up about it eventually, but it's best to leave that subject be until he comes to you about it first.

T: thrill. | do they need surprises in a relationship, or do they prefer a routine?

Katsuki doesn't mind some surprises every now and again, but routine is good for him for the most part. He's not quite accustomed to relationships yet, and because of that, he often lacks a sense of full security. Some excitement here and there may do him well, but the majority of the time, Bakugo would prefer consistency. His hero training gives him more than enough thrill to survive on anyway, even if he likes to pretend that it's all a piece of cake.

U: unacceptable. | what is something they cannot tolerate in a relationship? what is something they would never do?

Katsuki could not be in a relationship with someone who purposely pushes his buttons. He's easy to set off, and if his partner were to consistently take advantage of that for amusement, he would have to remove himself from that situation. Just as well, Katsuki would never purposefully neglect his lover's needs, even if he were angry with them. He knows what it's like to be left alone to shoulder what feels like the weight of the world, and he can't see himself ever subjecting his significant other to anything of the sort.

V: vanity. | how concerned are they about their looks? are they insecure about them?

Katsuki thinks he's pretty damn attractive. He doesn't put too much weight into his appearance, —but he's not insecure about his looks and he doesn't really care what anyone else has to say about them. If they don't like how he looks, they can put their eyes somewhere else, and that's that. Still, Bakugo isn't exactly vain. Confident, sure, but when it comes to his appearance, he's not one to gloat for the most part. He's more apt to flaunt his strength than anything else.

W: wild card. | random headcanon?

Katsuki likes being massaged, —specifically by you. Hero training is by no means easy work, so he often finds himself feeling stiff or sore in certain areas. Offer him a massage every now and again, especially for his shoulders. (Throw in a few kisses to the very same area and he'll be putty in your hands for the rest of the evening.)

X: xoxo. | how often do they hug/kiss their significant other?

Katsuki's level of affection fluctuates. Some days, he's all but wrapped around your finger, —wanting to stay in bed and just feel your warmth seep into him. Other times, Bakugo would like more space and less contact, but still appreciates affection in passing. Something small every day is his minimum, but on a typical day, he'll offer up a few types of kisses, maybe a hug or two, and will hold your hand for a while. He doesn't mind initiating, but if you'd like more than what he's given on a certain day, test the waters a bit and if he proves to be receptive, dive in headfirst. He likes to offer up the things you want.

Y: yearning. | how do they feel when their partner is away?

Katsuki is fine by himself, but does miss you a great deal. He likely won't express that aloud, but it's not hard to figure out if you know him. When his mind drifts, it drifts to you, and he'll be sure to send you a text or give you a call to check in. Hearing your voice over the phone is enough to stave him off, but he's really happy when you're back; even if he tries to play it cool.

Z: zzz. | how do they sleep with their partner? how do they sleep alone?

Katsuki hogs the bed whether you're with him or not, but he tries to temper himself when you spend the night. He likes it when you cling to him, and sleeps with no blankets when you do because he gets enough warmth from your body. When he's alone, he sleeps however feels most comfortable at any given time. He takes advantage of the open space and sprawls himself out most of the time.

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