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[joonietsun]

EPISODE TEN: CANT WAIT

Love Language! | bakugo katsuki x fem!reader SMAU

[ in which star student y/n finds the guy she sits besides in her foreign languages class cute the one time she comes late to class and is forced to sit at the back.]

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[kil-luna]

𝐒𝐡𝐨𝐭𝐨 𝐓𝐨𝐝𝐨𝐫𝐨𝐤𝐢 𝐚𝐬 𝐚 𝐟𝐚𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫..

When he found out that you were pregnant all those years ago, he was scared. He knew how terrible it is for a child to have an incompetent father. He knew it all too well. But you believed otherwise. The fact that he was afraid gave you an assurance; he will care for your child.

He was afraid because he didn’t want to be like endeavor, and he was cautious with every single thing he did that has to do with his kid. You adored every interaction they had. It was your favorite thing. 

Shoto was involved with your son’s life. He did all sorts of things that his father never did with him. 

Shoto took him to school every morning.

You knew how busy he could be so naturally, you always told him that you can do it instead. However, he always replied, “You are already tired so early every morning, love. I know how tiring it is to prepare everything for us in the morning. You aren’t exactly a morning person, but you do it for us. Let me take him to school. You sleep again, alright?” how can you say no to that? Plus, he likes giving your son pep talks. He always talks to him and instructs him about what to do at certain situations whenever he drives him to school. Your son adores his dad, so he listens to him carefully every morning. (even though Shoto says the same things almost all the time)

Shoto watches the news with him.

It’s weird, honestly. Because they always watch the news at night, before sleeping. Shoto doesn’t come home early so your son always asks you to record the news. Your husband, being the man that he is, likes to commentate on every single happening in the news. He explains every detail to his son as if the little boy can actually comprehend everything. You always get mad because he doesn’t censor a single thing at all. It’s as if he forgets that he is talking to a child. But then again, it’s his child after all.. and he enjoys it. He is his father’s son after all.

Shoto plays his son’s games.

As your son grew up, he became really interested in games. Shoto made sure to play them with him, so you became out of placed instantly. They talked about so many things you do not understand. There was even a time when they were screaming at each other because “its gold” and “its a five star” or whatever. They were playing genshin.. impact? Was that it? It was a pain in the ass, whatever it was. It’s all they talked about. 

Shoto tries to keep up with the animes that your son watches.

Although it is hard because there are just... so many.. he tries. He enjoys the plot of the shows anyway, so he likes to watch it with him whenever he can. He sometimes asks you to watch with them too. Sometimes you give in, but most of the times you watch them instead. It’s fun to see their reaction. 

Shoto tries to give him dating advices. (keyword is: tries)

Shoto was dense. Everyone knew this. Although he became less denser over the years, it never really went away. But he tried to help your son with his love problems all the time. It always ends up with the both of them confused or fighting though. Its a cue to finally cut in when you hear something along the lines of “Dad listen.. that is just honestly so lame. Why did i even ask you?” because you knew shoto would just cry to you later that night. You don’t want to deal with him and explain his stupidity all night, so you need to intervene before it gets out of hand. 

Shoto spoils him when you refuse to. 

He wants a new headphone? Shoto will buy it even if you already refused to. He already has one, why does he need the latest model? He wants a mechanical keyboard? Shoto buys him all sorts of keycaps. You don’t understand the point. Sometimes you consider kicking them out. The both of them can freeze in the cold. You don’t care. They spend too much money!

Shoto let him decide what he wants to do with his life.

This was really important for him. He promised this to himself the moment your son was born. He promised to his child and himself that he will never experience what shoto did as a child. He will become whoever he wants to be, and you, as his parents, will not interfere. You will only guide, always, carefully watching him navigate his life. Only ever supportive. Only ever loving. 

[urlocalfaggot]

Hello! My names Finn and i like writing. (requests are open! )

~FANDOMS I WRITE FOR~

• MHA (BNHA)

• OHSHC

• Black Butler

• Sk8 the infinity

• Stars Align

• Haikyuu

• HxH

• The Disastrous Life of Saiki K

• Seven Deadly Sins

• Assassination Classroom

• Blue Lock (ive only watchd the anime not read the books) • Shameless (ik its not an anime but i love it)

~WHAT I WRITE~

• fluff

• angst

• angst to fluf

• fluff to angst

~INFO~

• make requests specific

• i only do male readers. it can be anything from cis male, trans male, and even (if requested) general natural.

• no nsfw. i will do "heated" scenes but nothing full on.

• i do do polys, just make sure you tell me all the characters you want.

• i will do sensitive topics such as suicide, sh, eating disorders, and others.

• i sometimes base the reader on things i have experienced. so sorry in advance if you don't like that

[savnofilter]

Okay a little bit of a mini rant but why tf is legit every fanfic just PWP? Don’t get me wrong I like a good smut once in a while but damn what happened to all the fics with idk actual plot and shit???

no i agree, actually. after venturing out into a different fandom, im amazed at how much setup there is in peoples stories… adding more context and stuff is something i wanna try doing. i also find myself dissatisfied with lack of fluffing in fics now. for bnha/mha its either theres too much useless story or too much pwp. a nice balance would be a good chance of pace, 100% agree.

think its also how ppl just wanna “thirst” around here… like pull up your draws for one second. 😭‼️

[rarepears]

Touya is a multi-purpose household tool beyond being a stovetop

Touya being a portable stove is old news. Let’s talk about some other things he can go. 

Curl hair: He’s got fingers for the tighter curls, wrists and arms for larger curls. Or he can hold some steel pipe that is usually used to bash people’s heads in with and heat that up like it’s a curling iron. Imagine Toga waving her wet hair in front of touya to dry and curl with his quirk.

Iron: Touya is also the one who irons Compress’ button up shirts - cheaper and easier than buying a proper iron. He just waves a ladle or big spoon from the kitchen around the clothes to get rid of the wrinkles.

Clothing dryer: this one is pretty obvious.

Heating pad in the winter: Touya tucks in all the LOV members at night, especially in the winter. While tucking them in, he also heats up the blankets so that it’s nice and toasty, especially for Spinner.

Not to say that Touya does any of the above very well - many shirts and strands of hair have been burnt to crisp. But theoretically. THEORETICALLY. he can do all the above. Somehow. With some finessing.

It becomes habit, then, whenever a LOV member hands him a cup of liquid that he heats it up to become hot but not boiling and then he hands it back. Even Kurogiri hands Touya cups to heat up.

#Touya the League mom 

[bnhaclaimedmysoul]

how would bakugou comfort his s/o?

request by @baby-jichu​ :  What if the reader is overwhelmed by too many people talking to her because she got popular for becoming Bakugou’s girlfriend and has a panic attack in front of him? How would he react or comfort her??

character: Bakugou Katsuki

warning: mentions of panic attack which can be triggering

genre: slight angst, fluff

note: i really know nothing about panic attacks beside from what i have studied so this might not be close to an actual experience, so i apologize for that.

Bakugou Katsuki

-he’d try to avoid solo press conferences as much as possible

-because he knows that it puts you in the spot and makes you extremely uncomfortable

-and although the both of you went public after you came to an agreement

-he is always worried that someone might say something offensive

-or that his fans or those journalist jerks might get ahead of themselves and say something stupid

-he’s afraid that you’ll take whatever they have to say to heart

-practically threatens reporters to avoid spreading rumors shitty rumors like you tricked him into falling for you

-and creating something utterly scandalous only because you were in the same company

-when he sees you break down into your arms and entering into a state of panic

-he can’t help but regret for making it public

-his mind is plagued with a whole load of what if’s

-but when he sees you struggling with catching your breath while clutching your chest at whatever was floating around

-he immediately snaps back to his senses and holds your hand

-while asking you to take deep breaths

-the grip on your hand only tightens as time passes by and when he hears your faltering voice, trying to say something

-he presses his fingers to your lips, with a regretful look

-and asks you to promise him that you’d keep breathing until he fetches a glass of water for you

-while he sees the container being filled, he stops him self from slamming the wall because he doesn’t want to startle you

-biting his frustration in, he takes the glass to you

-and when he sees you more relaxed, he smiles to himself

-relieved that you were better, especially when the origins of your condition was him

-he takes a seat beside you and gives you the glass, and soothingly rubs your back while you gulp it down

-and when you sigh, still shaking from fear

-he pulls you into a hug, while nuzzling his head into the crook of your neck

-knowing that he had to be strong for you and stay with you

-when you wrap your arms around his chest and shed a few tears 

-he just runs his hands through your hair, telling you that everything would be okay 

-and when you ask him if he’s tired of everything and whether he’d want to leave you

-he just looks down with the most heartbroken expression

-when you peek up, his scared eyes meet yours, asking you why that thought even  popped up

-and when you just sadly laugh, wondering how his life would be so much more easier without you

-he flicks your forehead before softly pressing his lips against yours for the longest time

-he continues kissing you with a great deal of emotion and passion, while brushing your face with his thumbs as tears flowed down your cheeks

-constantly wondering if his emotions are reaching you

-and then he rests his forehead against yours

-his hot breath fans across your lips, as you could feel better just by staying in his proximity 

-he confesses couldn’t imagine himself without you by his side and that you needn’t worry about stupid stuff like that

-because he wasn’t sure if his actions were enough to tell you that

-he’d hold you in his arms the entire night if you needed him to, until his limbs become numb

-lovingly kissing the crown of your head, rubbing circles on your back, wiping your tears

-because he genuinely just wanted to see you get better

[quirklessidiot]

Title:A villainess’ guide to keeping her head intact Pairing: Shouto Todorki x Y/N (Prince AU)

Synopsis: When Y/N is suddenly transported in a cheesy romantic novel as a villainess who gets her head chopped off in the end, she results in doing one thing; ignore her fate and all the characters in the book and live the rich and lazy lifestyle but it seems like fate had other plans for her.

Genre: kind of angsty, fluff, crack and romance click here to read!

notes: tbh im still not sure if i should post it here on tumblr since this is going to be a long story and updates are kind of irregular so yeah hope yall enjoy

[joonietsun]

EPISODE SEVEN: HUH

Love Language! | bakugo katsuki x fem!reader SMAU

[ in which star student y/n finds the guy she sits besides in her foreign languages class cute the one time she comes late to class and is forced to sit at the back.]

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[gatobrujoart]

💜:Catch you!

💚: Shinsou kun, is this supposed to be your final move?😊

💜:Yes! Surrender chu 😚 chu😚❤️❤️

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Just some shindeku sketch to start the day.

[shirakumos-sandwich-shop]

Hi! I'd like to request Katsuki , kirishima , mirio , tamaki and hitoshi (seperate) with a fem reader. A scenario where they tried surprised her ( like boo! Or jus scared her randomly ) and her reflex was to smack them across their face hard enough to send them stumbling but she's usually very chill and not reactive 🤭🤭

Hitoshi Shinsou

The library was thankfully quiet today, perhaps you’d actually get some work done. You leafed through your English notes and began studying. There wasn’t much to be heard other than the turning of pages and the hum of the air conditioner.

“What are you working on?” Said a voice right in your ear.

Jumping out of your seat you whipped around and your palm collided with the face of an astonished purple haired boy.

“Hitoshi! Oh no I’m so sorry!”

“Damn, remind me not to get on your bad side.” Hitoshi flexed his jaw and rubbed the blooming red mark on his cheek. “I scared you that bad huh?”

“I wasn’t scared! You just know now not to sneak up on me like that.” You hmmphed and grabbed your boyfriend’s hand to help him back up. “Don’t ever try something like that again.”

You leaned in and kissed the red mark before sitting down again.

“Yes ma’am.” Hitoshi smirked.

Katsuki Bakugo

"Shit!" You quietly cursed as you grabbed the hot container of ramen from the microwave. The entire downstairs common area was empty, since it was so close to curfew. Everyone had already gone to bed, and you would have done the same…. If you hadn't been starving.

You carefully held the bowl in one hand as you started turning off lights on your way back to your dorm.

As you rounded the corner, a spiky blonde popped his face out in front of you, "BOO!"

"AH!" you screeched as you defensively threw the only thing you had.

Your ramen.

"WHY THE HELL DID YOU DO THAT?!" Bakugo yelled as he hurriedly tried to wipe the hot liquid off of his face. "Why did I?! Why did you jump out and scare me like that?! And you also ruined my late night snack Katsuki, you BITCH!"

You both were bickering so loud, you didn't notice your teacher arrived at the scene. "What are you both doing out of your rooms?" You turned in shock and embarrassment at being caught.

"It's all Bakugo's fault sir." You immediately pointed your finger right in the seething blondes face. "Damn you." You heard him quietly whisper your way, making a smirk hit your features.

"You'll both receive your punishments in the morning. Go to bed. Now."

As you both walked down the hall, you felt a sharp slap hit your bum. “I’ll get my revenge babe, don’t you worry.” Bakugo winked before heading into his room for the night, making your heart skip a beat.

**

Tamaki Amajiki

It was a calm afternoon, schoolwork was done and the sun was shining. You put on your headphones and sprawled out on one of the couches in the third year dorm. Sleepiness overtook you and you began drifting off.

Poke poke

“AHH!” You shot up in a daze, headphones falling off one ear, holding your hand in the air to strike.

“I’M SORRY!” Tamaki yelped from the floor where he was cowering in fear.

You shook your head, making the headphones fall off completely. “Tamaki?”

“I didn’t mean to… ah I’m sorry.” He whimpered, hiding his face in his hands.

You leaned down so you were eye level with his elvish ears. “Tamaki, you okay?”

He turned and in doing so, bumped his nose into yours. The touch made his face burst into a rosey color. “I just wanted to make sure you get to bed. It’s pretty late after all. I didn’t know you would try to attack me.”

You kissed his nose sweetly. “Sorry I attacked you. Wait, what time is it? How long have I been out?”

“Like five hours. I didn’t wanna wake you earlier, you looked so comfortable."

You threw your arms around your blushing boyfriend’s neck and squeezed him tight. “It’s too early for bedtime, Tamaki.”

Mirio Togata

“Nejire, why do I have to take this outside?!” You whined to your friend and fellow classmate, the large spider that had been trapped inside of a cup was making your skin crawl. “Because Y/N, we can’t possibly kill it! And I cannot possibly do it, that abomination is not coming near me.”

You let out a loud sigh as you carried the “abomination” out at arms length, the cup in one hand, and a piece of paper covering the top in the other. You walked to a nearby tree to place the creature on, hoping it wouldn’t turn and jump back onto you. As you went to place the cup against the tree, a smiling face suddenly appeared in the trunk. “WHATCHA DOING Y/N?!” Mirio’s unmistakable voice yelled in your direction.

You let out a scream and felt the cup in your hand go flying, which was not something you planned. It felt like time slowed down as you and Mirio both watched the spider fly in the air before landing on his face.

“AAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!” Mirio quickly ripped his head out from the tree and quickly wiped at his face. You ran around the tree to make sure your boyfriend was okay, “Oh my gosh Mirio! What were you thinking?!” You squealed and punched his arm, the adrenaline from everything that had occurred was still pumping through you.

“Y/N. My love. If you EVER do something like that again. I don’t know if I’ll be able to forgive you. I feel……violated.” He whispered the last part, making you lightly laugh at his shaken appearance. “Well you’ve learned your lesson. Don’t try to scare me, or you’ll regret it.” You pressed a loving kiss on his cheek before skipping away.

Ejiro Kirishima

Your ridiculous shark toothed boyfriend, Kirishima, had been trying to spook you for days. It has become a new game for him, so far his attempts had been unsuccessful. Kirishima had tried everything from jumping around corners, to standing outside your window in the middle of the night. His escapades had become increasingly more problematic as time went on. Still, nothing seemed to work.

“How is she so completely unaffected!” Kirishima stroked his chin like an evil mastermind.

“Maybe you should find something she’s scared of and put it in her desk, like a snake or something.” Kaminari mused.

“How am I gonna find a snake! And I think Mr. Aizawa would get pissed if I did that. It’s gotta be within reason.”

“IF YOU DAMN EXTRAS HAVE TIME TO TALK ABOUT THIS YOU HAVE TIME TO STUDY!” Bakugo whacked both of them over the head with a rolled up piece of paper.

“I know!” Kaminari stood up. “Take Y/n to the haunted maze at the school festival! There’s no way she’ll be able to get through that!”

“That’s PERFECT!”

“SHUT UP!” Bakugo set off firecrackers in his hand.

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“HOW DID YOU GO THROUGH THAT WHOLE MAZE AND NOT GET SPOOKED ONCE?” Kirishima yelled.

“I don’t know.” You shrugged. “It just wasn’t that scary. Shinsou coming out of the ceiling almost got me though.”

Kirishima grumbled in annoyance. His skin hardened but you continued to hold his hand like nothing had happened. Just then a student passed by with a large bunch of balloons. Kirishima’s hardened skin brushed against one and…

BANG

You squeaked and jumped nearly ten feet in the air at the noise and accidentally hit your boyfriend in the face with your elbow.

“Y/n! What even…” Kirishima had fallen onto the ground.

“Oh, sorry!” You winced and helped him back up.

“SERIOUSLY??”

“Seriously what?”

“I’ve been working so hard and THAT’S ALL IT TOOK TO SCARE YOU?”

[yaimlight]

Forehead Kisses

The first time she does it it seems more like an absentminded action, Y/N not even seeming to have noticed she had done it in the first place and it leaves Katsuki reeling.

It’s early morning, Shoto half asleep at the counter and watching the kettle boil without even seeing it. Katsuki’s slumped in one of the dinning room chairs, head tipped back and eyes closed, trying to ignore the ache in his arms. They had just gotten in from an overnight patrol, the two of them exhausted and looking forward to crawling into their beds and not emerging for at least eight hours. They would already be passed out by now except Y/N was on her way out, already running late for her own shift because she had insisted on making them breakfast before leaving.

He’s just dozing off when it happens, a press of cold and slightly chapped lips against his forehead that are gone as quickly as they had appeared. With a startled grunt Katsuki jerks up, eyes snapping open as he looks around him in a surprised daze. She’s already gone though, calling out her goodbye as she disappears out into the hall, the sound of the door opening and closing coming just seconds latter.

His forehead tingles where Y/N had pressed her lips to it, cold to the touch when he lifts his hand up to rub at the spot. He frowns down at the table, a weird feeling in his chest as he fixates on how soft and innocent the action had been. They had kissed before, of course they had but somehow the brief brush of her lips across his forehead felt a hell of a lot more intimate then having his tongue in her mouth. Katsuki was sure that no one had ever kissed him like before, not even the old hag when he had been a brat and it leaves him feeling warm and confused. His face heats even more, a definite blush staining his cheeks.

Suddenly feeling embarrassed he pushes away from the table and stalks off to his room, ignoring Shoto’s confused call of his name as he shuts his bedroom door. He throws himself face down onto the bed, clinging onto his pillows and burying his hot face in the cool sheets. He doesn’t understand how he’s feeling or why such a simple action has left him blushing like some virgin and Katsuki hates not knowing, especially when it’s to do with his own mind. So he shoves it away, brushing the whole thing off as just a fluke, something that will never happen again so what’s the point in over thinking it.

Except it does happen again, and again, and again. He looses track at some point but he can still remember how every single one had left him flustered and blushing like an idiot. There doesn’t seem to be a pattern, no defining reason as to why she does it and it leaves him feeling frustrated and annoyed. He can’t deny though how much he looks forward to the gentle press of her soft lips against his brow, constantly in a state of anticipation whenever Y/N is around. That’s not to unusual though, even before the innocent show of affection had started Katsuki had always been excited to spend time with her. This thing between them, between all of them, was new and exciting and Katsuki was always on edge whenever the three of them were together, even if he did his best to hide it.

It takes him about a month to finally ask Y/N why she started giving him those sweet and innocent kisses.

There alone, just the two of them, Shoto off with Deku and glasses for some guy bonding or whatever it was they did when together. Ochaco had asked her out to dinner with ponytail but Y/N had turned her down, instead deciding to spend the evening with Katsuki. He shouldn’t feel as smug as he did, smirking triumphantly at round cheeks when Y/N had said she was busy but he couldn’t help it. He liked winning.

They were on the sofa, Y/N curled up in the corner and Katsuki sprawled across the rest of it, his head in Y/Ns lap and feet hanging over the arm. They’re watching some random rubbish on the tv, some dating show that has the floor falling away from under the rejected women and they fall into some black pit with surprised and sometimes terrified screams. It’s mindless trash but after the day he’s had it’s what Katsuki needs, his brain finally switching off.

Y/Ns running her fingers through his hair, messing up his carefully styled spikes but he doesn’t care, to busy enjoying the relaxing and soothing feeling of her fingers gently brushing against his scalp. On screen some extra is ranting about how good she is after she has been rejected, insulting the rather annoyed looking man she had been flirting with just moments before. She’s partway through explaining why she is so much better than everyone else when the bit of flooring she’s standing on falls away like a door being yanked open and she falls with a scream, hands flailing in the air. Katsuki huffs in amusement, a smile curling at the edges of his lips. There’s a gentle chuckle from above, Y/N shifting slight and then her lips are brushing against his temple, Katsuki able to feel her smile as she presses a gentle kiss just above his brow before pulling back and continuing to run her fingers through his hair.

Katsuki goes still, his attention completely slipping from the tv. He swallows, tongue darting out to wet his lips and his heart beats just a little bit faster in his chest. “Why do you do that?” he finally manages to ask, his voice surprisingly horse. “Do what?” She sounds distracted and Katsuki knows she’s still focused on the stupid program, her hiss as another contestant drops just confirming it. He can feel his cheeks reddening, embarrassed now that he’s brought it up but Katsuki’s not the kind of person to back down so he focuses his attention back on the tv and forces the words out. “Kiss me on the head like that”

Y/Ns hand stills instantly, a sudden tension filling the darkened room. He wants to turn and look, wants to see the emotions playing across her face but Katsuki doesn’t move, staying as still as a statue and waiting for her answer. “Do you not like it?” she finally says, a slight edge of caution to her voice, like she’s expecting him to turn around and say no and demand that she stop.

“Not what I said,” he grumbled. As much as he had been loath to admit it Katsuki really did like it. The forehead kisses were simple, innocent, give with no demand for a return and simply to convey her feelings for him. He had seen her do the same with Shoto, bending down and pressing a quick kiss to his temple when he had said something unapologetically stupid or as she passed by the back of his chair or even just because he had smiled. The other man never complained, just smiled softly and accepting it without the need of an explanation. Showing affection was difficult for all three of them and this was something small and meaningful, intimate in a way Katsuki hadn’t experienced before and he knew that unlike most things this was just for him and Shoto Y/N never having been with someone before, not the way she was with them.

Her fingers start moving again, her blunt nails slightly scraping at his scalp. “Then why does it matter?” Katsuki blinks unseeingly at the tv as her words sink in. Why does it matter? Katsuki like it, he can’t deny it at this point and he doesn’t really want to, at least not to Y/N anyway. So why was he making such a big deal out of it? He liked the attention, like how soft and open she was around him and he doesn’t want her to think that he has a problem with any of the ways she chooses to show she cares. This thing between them is hard enough as it is, all of them emotionally damaged in some way or another and they all struggle to be as open with their affections as other couples are.

“Doesn’t,” Katsuki grunted, nudging his head against her hand and turning his attention back to the tv. They’re interviewing the contestants that had been knocked out, the loudmouth one still ranting even though her hairs a mess and half covering her face. They stay like that for a long moment, Y/Ns fingers carding through his hair and Katsuki’s just on the edge of dozing off when she moves slightly, her leg jostling his head. He doesn’t get time to complain about her constant moving, her lips pressing against his forehead once again and whatever complaint he had died instantly.

She lingers, fingers slipping from his hair to cup his cheek. Katsuki doesn’t think he’s ever been so aware of another person before, all his senses tuned to Y/N. He can’t keep it to himself and when she finally begins to pull away Katsuki reaches up, tipping his head back and burying his hand in her hair. He pulls her back down, their lips meeting in what is probably one of the tamest kisses they have ever shared but just like the forehead kisses it’s nice, simple and chaste and perfect. He lets her go with a sigh, just catching a glimpse of her soft smile and gentle eyes before he relaxes back into the couch and turns back to the tv.

They both stay silent, the gentle murmur of the tv the only noise in the room. When she presses her lips to his brow once more Katsuki hums in acknowledgment and when she pulls away he doesn’t try and stop her.

Over the years Katsuki gets a lot more kisses on the forehead and they still leave his heart fluttering, all the tension and anger leaving him. He still doesn’t quite understand why he likes them so much or why she had even started doing it but like Y/N had said all those years ago, why does it matter.

He still can’t think of a reason as to why it should.

Part of the Twos Company, Threes a Crowd series. Master list can be found here.

[tommybaholland]

their love language

featuring: midoriya, bakugo, todoroki, kirishima, kaminari, shinso, amajiki, and dabi

thinking about adding some ladies to the list and writing one like this for them.. 

midoriya is the best at receiving gifts. it’s as much fun for you to give them to him as it is for him to get them from you. he is someone who is forever grateful for any and all effort that’s made towards him. like everyone who’s helped him to achieve his dream, he can’t thank you enough. he tries his best to reciprocate to every gift you give him, whether it be new all might merch or a new design you drew for his hero costume. he pays close attention to your love language and researches how he can give love back to you. every relationship is a mutual effort to him and he could never leave you hanging. he’ll return the gesture and your smile alone feels like a gift. at the end of the day though, you’re his favorite gift he’s ever received. 

bakugo is as stubborn, brash, and stand-offish as they come. it’s almost like he doesn’t have a love language. however, he quietly realizes how much he needs you in his life with all the acts of service you do for him. he used to hate when you would touch his stuff or try to help him with anything. there was one day when he didn’t have time to wash his hero costume before hero work. he hates wearing dirty clothes, especially ones that he sweats a lot in. but then he finds it hung up in his closet, clean and ready to go, with a note attached from you. you washed it just how he likes, with no fabric softener and lots of stain remover. when he finds you later, he simply gives you a big hug and thanks you. now he only trusts you with things likes that and loves you more for it. 

todoroki finds simple enjoyment in spending any quality time with you. you have the type of relationship where it’s comfortable to sit in a room together and doing your own little thing, although he prefers snuggling up and listening to you talk. he’s also a big fan of weekend getaways and you don’t really mind where and neither does he, as long as you’re with one another. unfortunately, there are times where your schedules might be out of sync or you’re both so busy you barely get much time together. there had been several nights where you’d return late and he’d still try to be awake to greet you, even if he had to be up early the next morning. a compromise for a day to do nothing comes so he doesn’t miss out on any much-needed time with you. 

kirishima could be an even tie across all five honestly, or at least be in between two. but if one stood out the most, it’d be words of affirmation. he’s never short in giving praise to others, especially you. he’s not insecure but oftentimes, he doesn’t give himself enough credit for the things he does, whether in be in hero work or in your relationship. he tries so incredibly hard and you take responsibility to let him know that every day because he deserves to hear it just as much. his eyes were filled with tears the first time you told him how much he means to you and how he’s everything you wanted. the feeling is mutual, maybe even more than mutual, but he loves that you’re his s/o. his heart is full of love and he’s happy that he has someone to share that with. 

kaminari loves, without a doubt, feeling physically close to you. he could never get enough of holding you, hugging you, kissing you, gently caressing you. anything that allows him to show physical affection, he’s there for it. he was never really shy about wanting to hold you or kiss you, but he always made sure you were comfortable with it, especially if you’re a little slow to warm up to physical touch. you love that he’s so caring and attentive with his touch. he loves any kind of snuggles or nuzzles from you and it’s so relaxing that sometimes he feels like his brain will fry from how lovesick he feels. his favorite form of physical touch involves cuddling under a warm, fuzzy blanket with you. it soothes him and you look so cute and comfy that he has to pull you closer.

shinso prefers quality time over anything. with you, he feels no stress, no judgement, no need to wish he were someone else. he wants to make you feel the same because your love is so unconditional for him, he doesn’t know what he did to deserve it. you make everything so easy that he never has to worry. there was once a time when he had doubts about your trust in him, but you’ve shown him that you truly care about him and that was the push he needed to be able to fully love you. he likes going out on dates with you, his favorite place being a cat cafe, where he gets to see you love something as much as he does. his favorite pastime, though, is simply laying in bed with you and just looking at you, admiring how beautiful you are and how lucky he is to have you. 

amajiki can be hard on himself a lot so words of affirmation from you feel like a gift to him. he doesn’t realize how amazing he truly is and he deserves to hear it straight. he used to not be so great at taking compliments, especially from you. he would shy away or stutter that you can’t actually be saying this to him. it wasn’t until he actually felt good about something he did and felt accomplished because of it that he realized you love him no matter what. it didn’t matter whether he felt good or bad about himself, you were always there for him to tell him that he’s doing great and making a difference in the world. you are the best thing that’s happened to him and he tries to not take it for granted. he wants to hug you and never let you go because that’s how much you mean to him. 

dabi doesn’t seem like he’d have a love language either. he couldn’t understand why you stuck around when everything about him is going straight to hell. however, he cannot deny that he likes to be physically near you. you are the one beautiful thing in his life of torment and he feels he needs to cherish that. he’s not the best at looking after someone, nor has he been known to be the most romantic. he knows you worry about him but he’s pretty indifferent about that. tragedy is nothing new to him and that’s just how it is. the closest thing he can offer as reassurance is holding you close to him or letting him lay on you. his preferred way of touch involves tracing his fingers over your jaw and under your chin, lifting it up before placing his lips on yours. 

yay its bnha night again! requests are welcome here..

[decarath-s]

We Can't Die Here (3/3)

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Pairing: Tenya Iida x prohero!reader, gender-neutral, aged up.

Warnings: blood mentions, death themes, injury, negative self-talk (also the reader has a strength/shield based quirk, similar to Midroiya's, but mostly like Kirishima's or Tetsutetsu's- it's not too important until the end though)

Genre: fluff and angst

Summary: You and your fiancé, Tenya Iida, were sent on a mission that was supposed to be relatively easy- until it wasn't. Not only are you faced with the possibility of death, but you also have to take action and convince Tenya to not go down without a fight.

Word Count: 2550

A/N: Hey! This is the third and last part of my incredibly self-indulgent fic. I'm honestly not completely sure about it- but still, I think some of you guys have been enjoying it so I thought I would share it with you. Please tell me what you think ^^ It may not be great, however, I'm incredibly thankful for everyone reading it

Part One | Part Two

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You shook your head softly in disbelief.

“No- no, there has to be a way out,” you muttered, as you continued looking for a couple of minutes more. After analyzing the structure thoroughly, with the knowledge that years of experience had granted you, you, indeed, could not come up with a single safe way to go through the concrete slabs that caged you. You had thought of everything and truly could not come up with a plan.

With slight desperation you turned to look at Tenya, who was trying his best to keep his cool, trying to find a safe way out.

There had to be something.

“Y/N- I-” he uttered, turning to look at you, “Maybe rescue will come in time- I did voice our situation back to headquarters before heading in,” he glanced at you, a glimmer of shallow hope in his crimson eyes, “Maybe the message did get them, and they will be here soon.”

“Tenya-” you whined softly, shaking your head, “We- we can’t bet everything on a lost radio signal- not even on the 30 minutes they could take to reach us-”

“We have to trust our colleagues,” he interrupted quietly, the disbelief in his voice betraying him. He looked like he was trying to convince himself more than you.

You shook your head, glancing at the biting water that was beginning to reach your breast and the beginning of Tenya’s ribcage.

“Love, there’s no time…” you whispered, looking up at him with a tired, pleading gaze.

He just shook his head softly and cast his worried glance away, jaw clenching silently.

Your heart sank. You had been hoping for Tenya to see something- an opening, a steady pillar, anything, that you could have missed and helped you find a way out- but he really hadn’t. And you could see it in the furrow of his brows, the bitter curling of his lips- he was so convinced that anything you could try was equally as deathly and pointless as staying here and hoping you don’t drown before rescue arrived.

His every day loud optimism and mandatory determination to carry out a mission successfully and efficiently in contrast to the current situation made your stomach turn. What you were experiencing was a heartbreaking scene of Tenya you had hoped to never see again, worn out and ready to give in.

Despite the hopeless situation and ache in your body, you were aware of the fact that you could not give up. You two had not survived relentless attacks from villains, incidents such as Hosu, Eri’s rescue mission, the war, or anything else, to die by drowning during such a run-of-the-mill mission.

“Tenya.” you spoke up, stepping closer to him. You tried to appear firm and confident, but in reality, you could only manage to frantically reach for an answer in the deepest corners of your brain, “Look at me,” you pleaded, voice steady, getting a hold of his arm, “I’ll do anything- I- can drive myself into overheat evaporate some of the water- to give us some time-”

Just as you could harden your skin, you could heat it up. Maybe-

“Sweetheart, that would get you hurt, not to mention how it could weaken the structure-” he spoke, reaching to cup your cheek, shaking his head.

“Then maybe- maybe we can find our way through some of the cracks, find a way out?” you pleaded, unruly tears threatening to fill your eyes.

“Darling, that's incredibly reckless and I really doubt either of us could go through safely,” he continued, his gaze growing increasingly worried as he cups your face.

“Please, Tenya,” you spoke, fighting back hot tears that, much to your dismay, proceeded to stream down your dirty, bloodied face, “Anything, anything-- We can blow through the structure- we can take whichever course of action you choose. But please, we cannot die here! We can’t give up-”

Tenya looked taken aback, shaking his head and pursing his lips in both disagreement and concern.

“Y/N, you’re the love of my life. I would never- I am just trying to keep us- I am not giving-”

“You are!” you cried, and this time you were the one interrupting him.

You sounded astoundingly angry, considering the desperate tears that stained your cheeks. You were never one to lose your cool or be pessimistic, much less snap at the people you loved. You managed to look both terrified and infuriated, and although he was aware that you weren't specifically cross with him, the mere sight of this unusual flare of incandescent emotions washing over your being was enough to keep Tenya quiet.

Your consciousness of the love you held for your life and the people in it grew every passing second, as you continued to speak through gritted teeth, attempting to keep your tears at bay.

“You might as well be-” you huffed through tears, taking a moment to steady your breath whilst pressing your hands against Tenya’s chest, “Tenya, we have so much to live through- there’s Izuku’s and Shoto’s wedding, that’s coming up- right?? And- and Tensei’s girl, she’s turning three next week! We already bought her that beautiful dress- and that train set she seemed so excited to have! And- we still have to take care of our puppy, she's our responsibility. That was the one condition you gave me, right? To make her one of our priorities in our household?? A-and Ochako’s agency is finally opening by the end of the year- she worked so hard- and the Ingenium agency needs us too! They need you!” you hiccupped while he absentmindedly murmured a faint ‘us’.

“And we promised my mom to meet her this weekend- for dinner! She promised to make custard- because she knows how much you love it. And our wedding, Tenya," your voice cracked as you held up your right hand, accentuating the presence of that lovely engagement ring he had taken months to pick, "We have dreamt about our wedding day for years, and we can't miss it when it's mere months from finally taking place. I- can't miss the day we finally get to be together, or seeing our families united, or at the very least the personable sight you'd make wearing that lovely suit...” you coughed softly.

Tenya couldn’t help but stare at you with pursed lips and wide eyes, holding your chin carefully with his hands, taken back by the simple veracity of your declarations.

“We can’t bet all of this, everything, our lives, on a possibility…” your voice cracked softly, filled by fiery emotion, "Not when we can do more than sit around."

For a moment, you felt embarrassed at the possible superficiality of your own statement. Still you knew that somehow, as cliché as it may sound, the value of existence did come down to the little things. You would have laughed at this idea before you began your life as a hero, mind clouded by distorted visions of victory, but now that putting your life on the line while protecting other's was a part of your daily life, you came to agree with the seemingly naive statement. And you could not allow losing the thousands of little and big things to come in yours and Tenya's lives- not here, not like this, and not without fighting like hell.

Only then did Tenya break out of the trance your stupor held him in. As you coughed softly, he came to notice the water level had reached the tip of your chin,and in no time he was holding the back of your thighs and wrapping your legs around his waist. He held you just a little bit above his current height in an attempt to make you more comfortable, ignoring the sore ache of his shoulders.

You were right.

His eyes, which had regained their usual clarity and sharpness, looked around the concrete dome that condemned you to a slow, painful death.

For a moment he was convinced that the best thing to do was wait for backup- even the possibility of running out of air seemed more responsible than blasting through the ceiling. He was not thinking about giving up, however, just about the best way to keep you safe and sound for the longest amount of time possible.

He also was acutely aware of the very real possibility that you two may end up drowning, if you decided to follow that course of action. He was used to fighting for things, too, but he did not want to spend his last moments with you caught up on a pointless racket. However, he remembered, if he had learnt something from you and your old classmates, it was that it's better to go with a bang than without trying at all.

One that he was not willing to put either of you through.

He proceeded to prop you onto one of his flexed forearms, while he held your face softly with his free hand.

“Y/N. Listen to me,” he spoke, the usual lively and stern tone back on his voice for the first time throughout this entire catastrophe, “We’re getting out of here, yeah? I’m so sorry, my mind was clouded-”

"No, Tenya- I understand, please don't-"

You loved and cherished him, through the highs and lows. You understood the hard position his mind put him in when it came to illogical, urgent situations. It was a very human thing, which you were always very understanding of despite how hard he was on himself.

“I am sorry though- because you are right, I could never bet our life on the slim chance of getting rescued from this situation,” he nodded vehemently while looking into your surprised gaze. In the midst of it all, he still found the time to be mesmerized by your eyes and the blazing courage glowing within them- despite the mortifying fear that had brought you to tears and paralyzed you both.

His familiar rigidness and need for established courses of action topped by the paralyzing fear he felt at the suggestion of putting you in harm's way had completely blinded his vision. He always struggled to process inconveniences and unexpected circumstances such as the ones you were facing at the moment, but despite the fear that was consuming him, it only took a couple of your words to snap him out of it.

He faced something similar when he witnessed you go through with irrational decisions in moments of urgency. It just happened to be that under these circumstances it was best to try anything, no matter how desperate, than nothing at all.

Despite all the times you told him to not take your two cents on things too seriously, you were always right, he thought. He knew it. Without exception he tried his best to be there for his friends, for his family- for you. And to do that, to be with all of you, care for all of you, to make you all proud- he had to stay alive. You were getting out of this together.

“What is the course of action we’re taking, Y/N?”

You looked at him with tender admiration. You sighed a shaky breath an struck his cheek gently with your thumb, trying to keep your hands busy while scanning the place.

“We’re breaking through the debris,” you spoke, your voice soft but filled with something that tasted of confidence. You spotted the place that seemed the weakest and easiest way to break through. “There,” you motioned at Tenya, “does that seem like a good spot?”

He nodded, full of determination.

“Leaning towards our right, yes,” he inquired, in a confident voice.

Tenya nodded intently, swallowing harshly by the end of your statement. The plan was far less detailed than he would’ve liked it to be- not to mention that it greatly relied on luck. Mostly sheer luck that determined neither of you got split in half by a falling block of concrete or a metal rod.

“Now- this is what we’re going to do,” you turned to face Tenya again, whose sharp gaze was fixed on yours, “I am going to activate my quirk and function as a cannon, and crash through the debris to make an opening for us. To do this in the most effective manner, I will need you to propel me with the strength of one of your recipro-bursts. The strongest one you can muster. Then you have to steady yourself and follow after me- You have to be very fast. I will oversee breaking through the debris and clear the way in the most efficient way possible, meanwhile you are in charge of remaining behind me and making us push through the very last bit until we’re out of reach from any falling debris.”

Despite this, you chose to believe in your love for each other rather than luck. He knew you would protect him at any cost, and despite the uneassines this brought to a deep part of his brain, he also knew that he would do anything to keep you out of harm's way. You trusted each other, and that was all you needed, even in life-or-death situations such as this.

You decided to put your fear aside- for one another.

Wasting no time, you two exchanged quick words of encouragement and a chaste, heartfelt kiss.

“I love you.”

“I love you, too.”

As Tenya worked his way into a stable position and you balanced yourself on his strong leg, you gave each other nods of encouragement. With the fire in his eyes reflected on your own, you looked up ahead, readying yourself for a taxing new mission and hoping for a positive outcome. You shivered, either from the cold or the anxiety coursing through your body, and continued.

“I’m ready, Ingenium,” you uttered in the most confident voice you could muster.

“On three, Y/H/N.”

You nodded, steadying yourself while activating your quirk, “See you on the other side.”

He hummed in agreement, starting his count down.

“One, two- three!”

Everything after that was a blur. You achingly yet seamlessly crashed through the concrete dome above you, focusing the last of your conscious thoughts on smashing falling debris to protect Tenya, who clung to your waist and did his best to steer both of you out of harm's way and keep you two moving forward with the help of his engines.

You two had made it out in the open, with the fresh night sky above you. Caught in a moment of stillness while floating midair, free of any gravitational force, you finally let yourself give in to the pain consuming your body and sighed an uneven last breath of relief as your eyes fluttered closed.

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You wake up in a bright hospital room. As you glance around you, growing conscious of your surroundings. You spot a neatly kept bouquet of your favorite flowers on the bedside table, right beside your fully charged cellphone. You realize you have the room entirely for yourself, and your short lived panic quickly came to an end after spotting Tenya’s leather bag and navy-blue coat neatly resting on the couch by your bed. You can't help but sigh in relief at the evidence of Tenya's well-being. Your body was covered in little cuts that stung terribly and there seemed to be a particularly large gash on your temple. Your left arm was also restrained by a cast, and your body was exhausted. But really you were feeling better than ever.

Inquiring with a fellow coworker and Tenya himself, later on, you came to find that after crashing through the dome of debris successfully, you passed out from exhaustion. Meanwhile, Tenya managed to maneuver you two safely onto the ground. He then, too, passed out holding your unconscious body to his chest. Your suits and each other's heat kept one another safe from the elements. Back up did eventually find you two, weak, battered, and passed out, but with steady vitals and a bright future ahead. Your mission had been successful; you had not only provided a key witness to the drug production (the gal who had turned into a giant didn't seem to take the drugs very well and was arrested after being found unconscious nearby), but you had also kept the samples safe within your suit.

But more than anything, you had made it out of that hell-- both alive, and safe.

After laying there for a couple of minutes, full of relief and wonder, you decide to text Tenya, after waiting for what felt like enough time.

As if on cue, he walks in through the door, followed by a doctor.

His eyes light up as soon as he sees you, sitting there, with a concentrated face while using your phone. The sun hit your face beautifully, despite the gauze covering your temple, and for a moment, Tenya had never been so grateful for anything else in the world. You were brave, strong, beautiful, smart, and kind- and you were his. And he could never have asked for a better hero.

You look at him with nothing but love, glancing across his form to find no major injuries, only a lightweight support brace on his left knee, resting over his khaki slacks.

“Y/N,” he chimed, a soft smile spread across his bruised face. He rushed to your side, his stride holding the lightest sign of injury, hugging you securely while avoiding your broken arm.

You close your eyes as a smile spreads across your face, taking a deep breath of Tenya’s usual scent of cologne and books, now mixed with a soft odor of disinfectant.

You pull away to hold the side of his face and peck his lips softly, taking in the view of his slightly bruised face, while he holds the back of your neck. He looks as handsome as ever, no matter the split brown and lip. He beams at you with a lovesick expression that illuminates his sharp features, free from any of his usual anxieties and, as he would call them, "appropriate societal precautions".

“Mx Iida,” inquired the smiling doctor, moved by the honest show of affection. You don't bother correcting her, playfully amused at Tenya’s sudden blushing face as he stepped away to let her through, “you’re up!”, she smiles, “Now come, if you feel well enough, lets get you ready for a last checkup before you're free to go. I heard you have a very important dinner with your family the day after tomorrow.”

You can't help but laugh heartily as you steady yourself and stand up with the help of the doctor. You cast a playful glance back at Tenya, who is blushing furiously, completely out of words. He somehow manages to look both embarrassed and bursting with joy, an unusual yet heartwarming sight.

“Yes, we have some incredibly important times ahead of us.”

[nakunakunomi]

Hello hazel-hun! I would like to request from mha: bakugo, tamaki, and hawks with female crush. How do you headcannon them admitting they have feelings and actually asking their crush on a first date? So happy i found your blog hun! 💖💖💖

Hi Lizzy!! This request was loads of fun to write, I hope you enjoy!! Have a great day! 

Crushing + Asking their crush out HC | Hawks, Tamaki & Bakugo

2nd person. Fem reader. no warnings, just fluff!

Hawks 

Hawks is pretty suave. He can get a little flirty, and doesn’t have a hard time complimenting you and winking at you and such. But usually, his advances don’t go any farther than that. Flirting.

The first step to actually getting out and admitting feelings is probably him giving you his number. He is pretty set on his privacy, for his safety and yours. 

It starts out casually texting, then it turns into frequent good morning and goodnight texts (although because of his work, your mornings and nights may not line up entirely as they should). 

He eventually brings his flirty attitude into these texts as well, adding winking and smirking smileys doing his best to make you feel flustered from simply reading a text. 

It becomes so frequent that you actually start missing his texts when you don’t get any. Even if he’s just working, you realize that you may have a little crush on him.

And it’s once he realizes that the feelings may be mutual, he takes the step to take it a little further. Showing up at your work for a casual lunch, being in the same coffee shop as you in the morning… 

You both know these encounters aren’t coincidences, especially if you’re texting him where you’re at every now and then, but you still are surprised every time he shows up and joins you for however long his schedule will allow.  

When he finally has decided it’s been enough dancing around each other, he will take you aside and ask you out properly. He will not actually confess his feelings straight away, because saying things such as I love you is a big step for him and will take him a couple dates, but the feelings are clear and apparent. 

The date he proposes is super casual too: movies and take-out at his place. Being able to go over to his place is a big thing though and you know it. And a date that is just the two of you, away from all the hero fans and press and such? Perfect. 

There will definitely be cuddles, and a kiss at the very end, as he drops you off at home. He will definitely tease you and flirt endlessly the entirety of the date, but in the end, he’s actually quite the gentleman.

Bakugo 

Bakugo’s love language is acts of service. It’s him ‘tolerating you’ and helping you out, while others would normally have to beg him to help out. 

It’s just this energy you have that makes him drawn to you, and at first, he’s kind of pissy about it. He doesn’t like too much distraction when it comes to him reaching his goal of becoming the top hero.

But then it turns out you’re not as much of a distraction as you are extra encouragement, as you are nothing but supportive, are mindful of his study- and sleeping schedule and actually do your best to make sure he can work towards his goal. 

He is head over heels, and the whole bakusquad knows it, and relentlessly teases him for it. He just gets angry about it.

His flirting includes him calling you ‘dumbass’ and ‘idiot’ but still helping you out with whatever you need. 

If he notices you’re having an off day, he will bluntly inquire what is wrong, but actually offer a listening ear and helpful tips. Whatever it is, he will actually help you. If you need extra training, he will schedule in extra practise. You don’t get a subject? Join him for some studying and he will explain it. Some comfort? A knock at your dorm door and he’s standing there with a handmade meal and a grumpy face reminding you to take care of yourself. 

The squad invites you into their group chat just so you can get to know them all a little better, and it also nudges you a little closer to Bakugo even if that wasn’t a primary goal.

Eventually he does ask you out. He will never admit that it was the squad (and mainly Kirishima) convincing him that you were in fact interested in him as well, which was the final push he needed to ask you out while you were studying together. 

The question seemingly comes out of nowhere. It’s short, but sincere, and you can see his cheeks turning pink a little. Of course you accept, and he continues the study session as if nothing happened, but that weekend, you go out on a date. 

It’s something slightly active but still relaxing, such as the arcade, and walking around getting streetfood after. He lets you hold his hand and you leave with a kiss on his cheek. He stands in shock for a whole minute before entering his dorm. 

Tamaki 

Out of these three men, Tamaki is the one that takes the longest to admit to his feelings. He also takes the longest to even come close. He’s the kind of person you will talk to, and after several encounters he’ll develop a crush, but he will time and again convince himself that you are way out of his league.

If you hang out with the trio, and talk with them all equally, he will still focus on the times you were actually talking to Nejire or Mirio, just so he can convince his head that you don’t really care that much about him. And why would you with those other two present?

Luckily those two are your two biggest fans and shippers and they noticed his little crush right away when you had touched Tamaki’s cheek for some reason and he had become redder than a tomato. 

Knowing better than to tease him, they instead try to hype him up to you, and while you don’t need any convincing at all (you have long noticed that Tamaki is absolutely adorable), you play along with them. 

The game plan is simple: give Tamaki subtle pushes towards you, but most importantly: make sure he relaxes around you. You crush on him too, and you want nothing more than for him to be comfortable around you.

It takes a while, but eventually he manages to relax. You try and get him alone every once in a while, and more and more often you keep the conversation going for a longer time before the stress and anxiety gets the better of him and he has to excuse himself. 

Eventually, he gathers the courage to ask you out. He tells Nejire and Mirio beforehand so they leave the two of you alone, making sure no one can interrupt the moment. 

There’s a lot of stuttering and he asks it so quietly that you have to lean in close to understand, making him even more flustered. 

Once you say yes though, you can see visible relief on his face, and he gains a bit of the confidence and established comfortableness again. 

The date is dinner and a movie, it allows him to have a moment in private with you where awkward moments can be easily concealed by eating or focusing on the movie. 

Halfway through the movie he very carefully grabs your hand and doesn’t let go. You take it slow, but you’ll get there.

[yanderemommabean]

A really dumb comfort scenario by Mommabean

Dabi x Reader fluff stuff

Dabi never used to see himself as a night owl. Standing out as the skies turn from a pleasant purple to a dark shade of black speckled with bright stars wasn’t something he saw himself enjoying, not until a few months ago when fate decided he needed to meet someone worth staying out late with.

Usually he prefers to just stay inside and do his own thing, be that scrolling through memes or simply just listening to music while he turns the lights off and drifts into his mind for a few hours. On rare occasions he’ll spend time with friends, but it drains him considerably and he has to recharge his battery afterwards.

It doesn’t mean he hates them, he’s just not a person with a lot of energy, but he knows people take it personally. Which can’t really be helped as he isn’t the best with words on explaining why he does what he does, honestly he doesn’t even know.

Typically his weeks goes like this - working with assholes who act like siblings rather than coworkers, then wanting to unwind as soon as he gets home because if he doesn’t he’ll snap or possibly have a mental break. Which probably already happened considering where he is now, but another break isn’t something to want to happen either.

But Dabi was forced out one night a few months back by Toga, who he can’t say no to often as she’s like a little sister and he adores her as such, and was dragged practically to a restaurant for drinks and food as a way to celebrate their hard work. Even Shigaraki got a stick out of his ass for a hangout, so he supposed he could suck it up for their sake.

Leave it to his soft heart to make him torture his own antisocial ass. However, this time he was seemingly gifted, as he heard laughter from across the room and saw you, giggling and almost snorting as you covered your face at the ridiculous joke a friend made. You looked absolutely precious, for lack of a better word. Not a care in the world as you laughed and giggled so hard you lost your breath.

He was drawn to the brightness you added to the dull restaurant, vaguely paying attention to the conversation his own group was having as you peaked his interest. Dabi figures he was being too obvious with his staring, as you looked over and met his gaze directly, but instead of flipping him off and acting like a full Karen, you waved and gave a shy smile.

That kinda hurt to not see that pretty smile. You’ve hidden it the entire time he’s been watching you, as if you hated it. Well, he’s got a plan for that, just you wait. He’ll get you to smile for him, just give him time. He remembers how he managed to greet you, both of you talking and surprisingly having a lot in common.

A total mindfuck to find out an adorable, fluffy person like you was into murder documentaries, scary stories, horror films, and loved to study obscure and odd mysteries. Color him pleasantly surprised. You two kept chatting away after the awkward ice was broken, to the point your friends were getting a bit pissy and telling you to hurry up to leave.

Fuck ‘em. He didn’t like them then and he doesn’t like them now. Out of spite he wanted to ask you for a drink so he could drag out the conversation longer, but he didn’t need to make a bad impression or make Shigaraki think he was pulling something. Which again, was fair, he was known for pulling some stupid shit every now and again.

Months. It’s been months and he hasn’t gotten tired of meeting you and being around you. You’ve had your arguments sure, had your moments where you and him were a bit tense, but that didn’t deter anything. Hell, you two have nicknames for one another now, and he allows you to play with his hair every now and again. He doesn’t let anyone get that close except Toga, you should be a little honored. Nothing is ever getting rid of him if you two are this close already.

It’s still baffling. Months! And all this time, you still hid that pretty smile. The very thing that drew him too you in the first place. What do you have to be ashamed of? Besides your search history, absolutely nothing! Dabi sighs as he sits on the steps outside of his apartment, looking up to the night sky, waiting for you to answer on if you wanted to hangout or not. Either way he began to enjoy this new sight, this addition to his schedule was something he looked forward to more than his late night music sessions.

He was about to text you again, thumb hovering over the keyboard as he thought of what to say, but three dots appear and he decides to wait and see. You, being the sweetheart you are, tell him to wait and that you’ll meet him in ten. A warm feeling fills his chest again knowing you’d be here. It’s been happening a lot lately actually, and he’s not an idiot. He knows he likes you, he’s just never liked someone to this extent. Should he be embarrassed? Excited? Happy? Who the hell knows. All he knows is he would do anything for you, and his feelings towards you are only growing.

Dabi flicks his phone off after a minute and looks around, waiting for you to show up. While scanning the area, he heard frantic steps coming up the sidewalk that were approaching fast, in a panic. He jumps up to his feet to see who could be running his way, more curious than in the mood to save someone.

However, seeing you with tears running down your face wasn’t at all what he expected. He felt rage and worry surge through him, an almost animal like possessiveness took over him and the idea that something happened makes him sick with anger. His body moves without him thinking, his arms wrapping around you and holding you tightly, listening to your shaking sobs as you cling to him and begin to apologize.

“Hey- hey what happened?!” He asked sternly, sounding more pissed than worried, cringing slightly at his tone. Smart move asshole, make them feel even worse. Genius.

You stutter and begin to try and talk, but your throat is tight and your eyes are still pouring like waterfalls. You shake your head and clench your eyes shut again, burying your face into his chest as your knuckles turn white from gripping his sleeves for dear life. Dabi tensed, breath hitching as you hugged him tightly and began to shudder and weep into him.

Hands gently rub your back as he slowly walks with you, guiding you to the steps he was just at to help you sit down and get yourself together. “Who’s ass do I need to kick?”.

You giggle at that, wiping your eyes as you shake your head playfully “No ones Dabi...I’ve just been feeling super fucking depressed and stressed out because of work and I feel I have no time for myself anymore and...well I just needed to be with someone who understands”.

He was touched that you saw him as someone you could come too. Seriously have you seen him? He’s the worlds most selfish asshole! He can’t even trust himself half the time, especially when it comes to bothering people and pulling pranks. You might wanna reconsider who you’re trusting there.

Although hearing no one hurt you was calming, he was still worried for your wellbeing.

“I get it. I mean I’m not the best with comforting but I understand what you mean. It’s frustrating as hell not even having time to rest, and then having to head back to work for nine hours or more over and over...it ain’t easy”. He rubs the back of his neck as he speaks, already feeling the anxiety over his schedule for tomorrow.

Sniffling softly, you nod and scoot closer to him, his warmth soothing and comforting compared to the chilling winds of the night. “Yeah. And it doesn’t stop for decades. I’ll never have free time again or I’ll always feel tired and drained and I hate it”.

Now that’s not necessarily true, but he knows where you’re coming from. Every day lately seems like such a struggle, he knows it all too well. It was clear you needed more than to vent and rant, and he has just the thing to help the mood. “It’s not all that monotonous. I think you’re just overwhelmed and need a break. Wanna come in? I think we both need a drink and a few laughs”.

You fiddle with your hands a bit, looking down at your feet with lips pursed in thought. “I can stay the night?”. What kind of question is that? Seriously what kind of question?! You literally just cried into his shirt no problem, now you’re worried about personal space? “Dude, you really have to ask? Stay a fucking week if you want, just get your ass inside before I drag you in” he jokes.

You look away as you smile, standing up and dusting off your legs before heading into his apartment behind him. Maybe tonight he’ll get you to stop hiding that smile, to bring those walls down even more and let him show how amazing you are in his eyes. Just maybe.

((This was bad I know I know I just needed a way to vent -Mommabean))

[bnhaclaimedmysoul]

how would the boys be around an s/o who has a 180 degree personality change?

note: look like our mother-like s/o request blew up and we’ve been getting a lot of requests which are along the lines of  sweet and caring s/o, but who turns aggressive on battlefield and has a way with sarcasm and words. so here it is, the culmination of 4 different requests 

characters: todoroki shouto, midoriya izuku, bakugou katsuki

genre: fluff

todoroki shouto

-lives for your nice personality

-wants to be more caring and kind like you

-and when you smile after you make someone happy

-like cooking mina her favorite breakfast to tending midoriya’s injuries

-even when it’s not directed at him

-his soft his heart and nothing is going to change it whatsoever

-that he has a smile of his own ensconced on his face

-without him even realizing

-shower him in affection at this point and i swear he’s gonna wife you up some day

-when your competitiveness and sarcasm pops out, he can’t let his passive aggressiveness hide in the dark either

-indulges in the stupidest competitions possible

-just to see you smile in satisfaction

-you never fail to amaze him with your 180 degree personality switch

-whether you’re dealing with bullies or villains on the battle friend

-he loves your tenacity and how you never back down from a challenge

-especially when you’re protecting your friends 

-when he sees you unleash all that anger through your moves and words

-he’s just shell shocked because you literally don’t take any one’s shit

-and when you’re done being the badass you are, he just tightly hugs you 

-murmuring endless words of praise

-and when he confesses that he doesn’t know which side of your to like 

-”probably the nicer side, vile words aren’t exactly the prettiest”

-expect him to 10/10 shut you by kissing you with an unbelievable amount of passion 

midoriya izuku

-you two were termed as the floof boll couple

-soft vibes 24*7

-he has that love sick smile and when someone confronts him about he

-he turns into a flustering mess

-but he does manage to muster the courage that he loves your loving personality

-and how your care for everyone around you

-and when you care for him by showering him in kisses and hugs?

-the best moments of his life. ever.

-he wants to protect you all the time

-but when that competitive side appears

-oh boi!

-it’s a treat for this boi because he’s quite competitive

-a moment is never dull due to competitive spirit

-i mean, when stuff like kisses and cuddles are placed in the line, why wouldn’t they go all out?

-but when he discovers the other side of you

-where you unleash your badass side while confronting bullies and villains by taunting them

-he’s shocked but pleasantly surprised

-and after the entire fiasco, he’ll come running to you

-muttering about how independent and awesome you looked defending others by using sarcasm

-he’s tone starts to become less happy as he realizes that you do not need him to protect you

-please hold this baby by his arms, intertwine your fingers amongst his

-get real touchy

-and kiss his lips

-while hammering that fact that you love him the way he is

-”just continue to stay with me my love”

-and watch him combust that very second

bakugou katsuki

-home boi won’t admit it

-but he is entranced by your sweet personality

-it’s alluring to him when significant other tending to the baku squad

-he tries to fight the small smile threatening to appear on his lips

-whenever you snap him out of his trance by just clapping in front of him

-he gets incredibly flustered that his cheeks are just dusted with pink

-and when you kiss him on his cheek

-you turn away to hide your face in shyness, leaving his heart thumping

-he dumb founded but cherishes the soft feeling of your lips against his cheek

-to the point where he even places bets and challenges on a whim

-one, because he knows that you’ll never turn it down with your competitive side 

-two, because he knows that by the end of it, he’s gonna be showered in a lot of affection

-win-win situation eh?

-and when he sees that aggressive side you on the battlefield

-or those words seething with sarcasm when dealing with dimwits

-he’s all in

-he’ll even join you and almost threatens you that he’ll steal your thunder

-the badass couple by the norms

-the sunshine-grumpy couple in the dorms