#bnha x reader fluff

[emmyrosee]

My Baby Midoriya and Secretive Dating? Or, if you're not up to that, trying out a new activity and he's absolutely rambling because he researched everything there is about whatever you're doing with him... but you still manage to pull out a surprise card, maybe?

You look both ways as you make your way down to the dining hall to be with your man, meeting him for some frozen to baked cookies to be shared in the dorm room that you’d also have to sneak into. By the time you make it to the kitchen, he’s already setting up a baking sheet, humming to himself absentmindedly. You grin and slowly slink up to him and, once you’re officially behind him, you skitter your fingers up his side, making him yelp and jump to the side.

“Baby!” He whines, but it’s mingled with a smile. “Scared me!”

“Good,” you giggle, leaning into his side where he then wraps his arms around you, planting a kiss to your head. “That’s what you get for not waking me up to be with you.”

“I didn’t want to bother you!”

“You’re my boyfriend!” You scoff, hopping up and onto the counter while he loads the baking sheet into the oven. “You could never bother me!” He smiles happily and plants himself between your legs, burying his face in your chest and inhaling your scent off of your collarbone. “But it’s okay. I’m glad I’m here now.”

“Good,” he sighs. “Had a bad day… been looking forward to this all day.”

“Awww, my poor baby,” you croon, hooking your legs around his waist and arms around his shoulder, pressing a loving kiss to his temple when suddenly-

“I’m telling you, Kaminari, the likelihood of being abducted by aliens is slim to none-“

“But never zero!”

A panicked blonde and comforting red head come around the corner into the kitchen, and you freeze stone cold. All pairs of eyes lock onto each other, only for Izuku to burst out in a flush and once his mouth opens, it’s over.

“Kirishima and Kaminari, wow it’s so good to see you guys! What’re you doing here so late, we’re making cookies because that’s what friends do together, do you guys ever make cookies, making cookies with your friends is so fun, and you should try it sometime with the group because that’s what friends do!”

You snicker and bury your face in Izuku’s hair, trying to stifle your laughter from your poor, embarrassed boyfriend. You tighten your grip on him, secretly happy it’s Kirishima and Kaminari to find out first.

Kirishima chuckles while Kaminari sinks his teeth into his lip to hide his excitement for this new discovery. Kirishima raises his hands, “we’ll keep it in mind, Midoriya… but maybe another time.”

“Yeah,” Kaminari hums. “Only best friends make cookies at two in the morning, right Kirishima?”

“Right,” the red head agrees. He grabs Kaminari by the collar and drags him out of the room, “well, you kids have fun with your… secret cookies…”

“Will do, Eiji,” you giggle, resting your head on Izuku’s and watching as the pair leaves.

The room is quiet for a few minutes before he swallows thickly and turns his head to look at you, “so… do you think they know…?”

You snort, “with the way you lie? I’m sure they’ve always known, baby.”

“Darn…”

[uravitypng]

you always thought katsuki was disgusted with you. when you first met him it really upset you but overtime you got use to it. you were use to his lingering looks on his body and how he scoffed whenever you spoke you kirishima and kaminari.

the conclusion that anyone in your situation would come to is that he hates you. maybe he even dislikes that someone of your size is a hero. he may not like you but you know his friends do and you like them too.

little did you know that katsuki wasn't disgusted with you, he didn't hate you, in fact it was the opposite, he quite possibly loves you, he always has. he knows he shouldn't be jealous but whenever you talk to shitty hair and dunce face he gets annoyed because you're his girl, it's like they're doing it on purpose. in his eyes it's just a couple more years until he's rightfully the number one hero and then he'll deserve you and you'll officially be his, he'll take you on a date and buy your favourite things and cook your favourite foods.

until then though he hates every single second his friends talk to you. he hopes you don't notice that he looks at you a bit too long. you're just so beautiful he can't help it, your squishy tummy and your plush thighs and your round frame, he just wants to wrap you in his arms and never let you go. until that time he can do that though he'll accidentally make you think he doesn't like you and he's none the wiser. if he knew, he'd put you straight and likely ask you out in the process angry at the entire thing. maybe one day soon you'll decide to confront him on the way he acts towards you, maybe that will be the push he needs.

[crimsonredfeathers]

Imagine Hawks blocking your way as you're about to leave the small kitchen in his agency with a cup of coffee in your hand. Leaning against the doorframe, he doesn't even bother to let you walk past him. "Hey, dove," the hero chuckles and reaches for your soft love handles, pulling you closer. "Careful," you warn him in a playful tone, balancing the cup in your hand to prevent its content from spilling. Hawks leans in, one gloved hand cupping your cheek, the other one tracing your curvy hip. "Hawks, please," you snicker, "you know that I'm a happily married woman." You hold up your hand and wiggle your fingers, the wedding band on your ring finger sparkling in the artificial light of the office. You wink as you gently push his arms out of the way, slipping past him to walk over to your desk. Hawks sighs, a soft smile on his lips when his eyes follow every single movement you make. "Your husband has to be the luckiest guy on the planet," he says, being the one you are married to.

[magewritesstories]

[ ᴍʏ ʜᴇʀᴏ ᴀᴄᴀᴅᴇᴍɪᴀ ] ᴄᴏᴏʟ ɢɪʀʟ

summary; some bnha characters dating a cool black-cat girl (bc i'm listening to the Ghost album by diljit dosanjh rn and thats the vibes it gives off) included characters --- izuku midoriya, katsuki bakugou, denki kaminari tw; none, it's literally just fluff note; if you want these headcanons with diff mha characters i'd write them! also i'm not a black-cat person at all so sorry if its not super accurate. word count; 909 words

IZUKU MIDORIYA;

He's so surprised first of all, like this poor baby is so in love with you but the fact that you love him back?! He's absolutely over the moon.

You might be surprised when I say this but not a lot of people are surprised at the fact that the two of you are dating—because of course the adorable dork who can never shut up pulled the chill, calm popular girl.

You're the first person to decode his mumble language, and just nod along like it's completely normal

speaking of his rambles, you just happily listen and let him rant until he realizes he's ranting and then he stops and looks at you so calmly smiling and listening and he almost passes out because he's overwhelmed by feels.

"I think that Kamui Woods would probably be the best match for her, you know considering the fact that he could use laquered prison to—" Izuku cut himself off when he realized he'd been ranting on about what hero vs hero matches would be cool to see and who would win.

You're sitting in front of him, the ends of your lips quirked up slightly as you swirl your favourite drink and look at him. "Something wrong, sweetie?" You ask, tilting your head slightly to the right as you rest it in your palm.

"I–I'm sorry," He quickly apologized, freckled cheeks tinting red as he felt your gaze stay on him, "I–I've been ranting, and–and you must be bored... I'm sorry."

"I didn't say that," You reply calmly, "I like listening to your rants—they're cute, and not to mention informative."

His already big green eyes widen even more. "R–really? I mean are you sure?"

You let out a soft chuckle and nod. "Mhm, now, will you tell me about how Kamui Woods would beat Mt. Lady?" You ask, giving him another soft smile.

Izuku visibly brightens as he happily continues his rant.

KATSUKI BAKUGOU;

How? Just how?

That's the first thing people think, because why would someone as cool and calm as you date someone as hotheaded as him?

Everyone around you is so confused (Denki literally brain-fries himself trying to understand.)

But then they see the way you stare down Bakugou without even flinching and manage to calm him down and all of a sudden it just clicks.

It's not really a rare occurrence—Katsuki's shouting his head off about some algebra equation Denki doesn't understand.

"What is so hard to understand, you damn dunderhead?!" The explosive blond shouts, practically jumping over the table towards Denki.

You're sitting in the library with the rest of the BakuSquad and have already been warned twice to keep it down.

"Katsuki, calm down," You say, looking up from your own homework.

He turns to you with an annoyed expression. "I'll calm down when this idiot stops being so damn stupid."

You match the glare he's giving you. "We're going to get kicked out," You reply, placing a hand on his arm to pull him back, "I'm sure Denki will understand whatever you're trying to explain to him if you just chill out."

Bakugou glares at you for a whole minute before huffing and falling down in his seat.

Everyone at the table stares at the two of you in disbelief. Katsuki just glares at them, as if he's daring them to say anything about what just transpired.

"So, Denki," You continue, turning towards your blond friend as if nothing out of the ordinary happened, "What is it you didn't understand?"

KAMINARI DENKI;

He's your polar opposite, and that's what makes it work

Kaminari is known for his cheesy pick-up lines and dumb flirting tactics, so when he tries one on you he does not expect it to work at all

but then it does??!!? (his brain malfunctions ngl)

Oh boy, he's drowning you with cheesy cards, pick-up lines, etc just to hear that cute little giggle again (he prides himself on the fact that he's the only one that can get you to giggle)

The bell signalling the second break rang ten minutes ago, but you're still sitting at your desk.

"Hey, Y/N," Denki's voice sounds even louder than usual in the empty classroom, "Watcha doin'?"

You don't reply, simply pulling up your geography textbook to show him the cover.

"Oh, we're covering the greenhouse effect right?" He questions, pulling up a chair to sit in front of you.

He leans his head on his palm, blonde hair falling in his eyes as he stares at you full of admiration.

"You know it's all your fault right?" He says, with a small smirk on his face.

You know your boyfriend well enough to know he's up to some stupid shit, but you decide to bite anyway. "What's all my fault, babe?"

"Global warming, it's your fault," He smiles like he didn't just accuse you of something like warming up the entire earth, "Because you're so hot."

You blink twice and then shake your head in disbelief. "You can do better than that," You reply simply, turning back to your notes.

Denki sees this as encouragement. "Oh yeah?" He asks in his most flirty voice, placing a hand under your chin, "Well, I must be a snowflake, because I've fallen for you."

Now, granted, this pickup line is even worse than the first one but it's just stupid enough to elicit a giggle out of you.

"You're an idiot."

"Yeah, but I'm your idiot."

[kaidabakugou]

bakugou would know when you’re getting sick before you even get the chance to tell him

he’d arrive home and find you cuddled up under some warm blankets while watching some rom-com, something that is not foreign for him to find you doing when he gets home late after a long day

but as soon as he leans down to give you a kiss he immediately stops in his tracks, vermilion eyes taking in every detail of your features that he’s memorized like the back of his hand. your lips already curling into a smile, mesmerized at how nothing gets past him when it comes to you

“you’re getting si-”, he starts to speak but before he can finish you’re interrupting him before he goes in full caretaker mode

“i already took some tea, and a spoonful of honey to calm my throat…” you say but all you get is a grunt in return beckoning you to continue, not completely satisfied with your answer

“… aaand i made a ginger and carrot elixir that is already cooling in the fridge to take later, plus i’m going to shower soon before it starts getting more chilly”

“hmm”, is all he answers before a cough erupts from your throat interrupting him again

“yeah… you’re sick”, he confirms as he brings his palm to press against your forehead and neck to check for a fever

“i got it under control, no need to worry”, you argue while leaning into his touch, the warmth from his palm making you feel at ease now that he’s home

“yeah right”, he chuckles while leaning down to give you the kiss he was originally going to

“wait!… you could get sick too”, you argue

“huhhh?!, you’re my wife…”, he says while still leaning in, cradling your face in his hands whilst rubbing his thumbs across your temples

“… in sickness and in health, remember?”, he whispers against your lips before pulling you into a fervent kiss, long and full of emotion making you smile against each other before pulling away as he softly drags his thumb against your bottom lip, watching as you gently kiss his digit before leaning more into his touch

“come ‘er”, he beckons while rounding the couch, lifting you up as you wrap your legs around his waist while burying your head in the crook of his neck as he makes his way towards the bathroom to prepare a warm bath for the both of you

fully giving into him, knowing that it is futile to fight him when he’s determined to get you back to full health and will most likely be attached to your side for the next couple of days until he knows your back to your usual self

[reverie-starlight]

fluffy hawks drabble-turned-mini-fic because i love him. if you think the feather necklace trope is overused, this is probably not the place for you. also important to note: let’s say for the sake of my sanity that this takes place before seasons 5/6, okay? I know what's up in the manga, I'm just ignoring it to be happy :)

fem!reader, no physical descriptions aside from wearing dresses + enjoying it and reader could be perceived as chubby, but no explicit mentions of body type!! shopping for clothes is just hard and it’s briefly reflected on in this. lots of soft fluff. pet names (baby, sweetheart, pretty girl, etc) I just got a bunch of cute dresses and now I'm gonna make it hawks' problem. this is like. disgustingly soft and so incredibly self indulgent avert your eyes. please. very smiley and giggly. a bit suggestive at the end bc I have no self-control.

soft laughter and the sound of rustling sheets were the only noises heard in your shared bedroom that afternoon. surprisingly enough for both of you, keigo had finished his patrol early and caught you on the way up to your apartment. almost immediately after walking in and getting your shoes and coats off, he had grabbed you and sped off to your room, dropping you on the bed and launching an attack.

you were both so happy to have some extra time together that it boosted your energy immensely, resulting in a impromptu play fight. it wasn't very often that you got to be so playful anymore with things picking up for him at work. you were both still young, so when you got the chance to act like it, you definitely took it.

"keigo!" you shrieked as he pressed a slew of quick, light kisses over your face and down your neck. a ticklish sensation was left in their wake, even more so because of his facial hair. he just chuckled and rubbed his face against your skin to draw out more laughter. feathers flew around and brushed against your cheeks and other places he couldn't focus his attention on.

his arms were wrapped tightly around your waist to limit your movements, but you still squirmed around to try and get the upper hand. eventually, after a few more kisses to your chest and stomach, he loosened his grip to give you a fighting chance and you flipped on top of him, making sure not to hurt his wings, which ruffled in excitement.

"so what are you gonna do with me now, sweetheart?" he grinned up at you, eyes positively glowing with mirth.

you felt your own gaze go soft and cupped his face with your hands, rubbing your thumbs over the apples of his cheeks. "I dunno," you murmured, keeping your voice low in volume and sweet in its delivery.

your eyes wandered over his features, admiring him in the golden rays of sun coming from your window. "you're so pretty, keigo..."

he went a little red but smiled softly. "that's my line, angel," and then he leaned up to steal another kiss from you.

eventually you both settled down, laying in bed together and talking about your days. keigo told you about having to chase down a bank robber and some purse snatchers, and how a little old lady asked for help getting her cat down from a tree. you snickered at the thought.

the atmosphere turned serene as you both laid there. you were close enough that your breaths mixed and your foreheads touched, his hands absentmindedly running over your soft skin and the curves of your body. "so how was your day?" he whispered.

"it was okay. I had a shorter day at work, so I went shopping and I got some new clothes..." you sat up and walked over to where the bags were discarded before he tossed you on the bed. "want to see them?"

he whined a little when you walked away but quickly sat up as well, nodding his head at the second part. "I'd never pass up the chance to see you trying on clothes, baby, who exactly do you take me for?"

you smiled and shook your head fondly. "alright, alright. sit tight, I'll be back," you said and headed to the connecting bathroom, ignoring his grumbling about how you were depriving him of getting to see the best part.

and when you came back out, in a pretty little sundress, twirling so he could get the full effect, he stared at you in awe.

he knew from past shopping trips and many teary conversations with you that finding clothes you actually felt confident in could be… difficult. of course he thought you looked amazing in everything, and if he had it his way, he’d buy every single outfit you even glanced at, but there was just something so alluring about seeing you happy and proud in clothes you felt good in.

“such a pretty girl…” he murmured to no one in particular. it looked a bit like he was in a trance as he took in your figure. attempting to hold back a shy smile from forming at his words, you looked down at the ground to keep yourself from getting too flustered.

he grinned and held his hand out for you once your eyes met his again. taking it, he gently pulled you towards him to stand in between his legs and rested his chin on your sternum, not once breaking eye contact. his hands moved to toy with the hem of your dress.

“I mean it, you’re absolutely stunning. the prettiest girl I’ve ever laid eyes on... my pretty girl.”

you couldn’t hold back your smile this time and he adored the way your lips curled upwards, how your eyes flitted around the room, staring at anything but him, clearly affected by his words.

he sent a feather out to tilt your chin back towards him and he was suddenly reminded of something.

“ah right- I have something for you,” he dug something out of his pocket and proudly presented you with what looked like a thin brown faux leather string…

with a bright red feather attached to it.

you gasped and took the item into your hands, closely inspecting it. you treated it with the utmost care, as if it were your most prized possession. it very well might’ve been.

the string had a clasp at the back to make it easier to put on and remove, and it looped around the... stem? bone? (you made a mental note to clarify with keigo later) of the feather multiple times. it was secured with a thin silver wire to ensure it wouldn’t slip out before the rope continued on to the other end of the hook.

he actually had one of his feathers turned into a necklace for you.

“keigo, I… this is incredible, oh my goodness!” you beamed at him and leaned down to properly hug him.

he was incredibly perceptive. of course he knew that all those times you had jokingly asked him about keeping one of his feathers with you were actually silent requests. even if you’d never outright ask him, he could tell you longed to have a piece of him with you. especially when he had to wipe your tears before a long mission and you stared longingly at his wings. he took pride in the fact that you found comfort in them.

who was he to deny the love of his life? what’s one feather from his arsenal gone, anyway? it was going towards the cause of making you happy, and most importantly, there was the added bonus of keeping you safe.

“here, let me put it on for you,” he said, gesturing for you to sit on his lap and hand him the necklace.

you got settled and he happily clasped the ends of the string together at the back of your neck. the bottom of the feather rested just above the neckline of your dress and you touched it gingerly.

as soon as it rested against your skin, he took control of it and ran it across your cheek, making you giggle and pull away a bit.

“thank you, keigo, I love it.” you turned around on his lap to face him and pressed your lips against his.

he hummed into the kiss and pulled away with a sly smile. “of course, baby. besides,” he toyed with one of the straps on your shoulder. “it goes with your new dress, don’t you think?”

you put your arms around his shoulders, gently stroking the arches of his wings and nodded in agreement. he placed his hands on the tops of your thighs and gently squeezed. “wanna see if it goes with my other dresses, too?”

“oh, absolutely. but..." he shifted a bit and pulled you closer, so that you were fully pressed against him. "I don't think I've appreciated this one enough... what do you think?" he slowly trailed his eyes up from your legs to meet yours.

you tilted your neck forward to rest your forehead against his. "I think that you'll find some of the other things I bought more interesting than a sundress, keigo."

his sly smile turned into something more eager and you laughed when he dramatically flopped backwards on the bed with a groan. "you're too good for me, angel, seriously. what did I ever do to deserve you?"

you offered him a shrug and a tiny smile of your own. "exist."

his eyes widened a fraction and you could tell that your words deeply affected him from the way they welled up. he cleared his throat to cover up any emotion in his voice and sat up again to cup your cheek, murmuring "sweet girl, you'd better hurry up and try on those other dresses, because if you're not off my lap in three seconds, I'm gonna pounce, and we're not leaving this room 'til we're both spent."

butterflies erupted within you and he watched fondly as you gasped and ran off to keep your little fashion show up and running.

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BONUS:

the following days after receiving his gift were... not surprising in the slightest.

you always knew when keigo was taking a break or in his office doing paperwork because he took every opportunity to bug you with his (your) feather.

every. single. one.

and you also knew before he even had the necklace made that if he were to ever give you one, this would likely happen. he was a menace, after all. part of his charm, he always said.

at first it was a bit embarrassing having to fight with a feather in front of your coworkers (who weren't aware you were dating a pro hero, so they probably thought you were some fangirl who bought faulty, cheap merch of his), but it very quickly became endearing.

cause yeah, if he knew you were going to be around people he'd make life difficult for you and then take all of your whines and complaints with a mischievous grin when he walked through the door, clearly lying when he said he'd take it down a notch.

but when he knew you were alone? or having a particularly stressful day? all you had to do was lightly tug on the necklace. upon your signal, he'd immediately take control of the feather and bring it up to caress your cheek, run along your neck or tap your nose.

honestly, you wouldn't have it any other way. you adored his playful side, and he knew he could get away with most things via feather necklace. even if it was only because you were too flustered to scold him for anything anymore by time he got back. complaints soon turned into requests for cuddles and wanting to return all the affection you received.

the feather necklace was a gift for you, sure, but it definitely benefitted him as well.

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I edited this super quickly, so apologies if there's any mistakes! I'll find them eventually when I look back at this fic and end up contemplating my choices to post without properly editing :')

hope you enjoyed!! <3

[sorrowfulrosebud]

Melanie and Verde’s relationship got me thinking about Idol! Reader and Photographer! Bakugou.

You’re up on the stage, white hot lights pouring on your face as you belt the lyrics to the song you and your boyfriend wrote together. You dance and hop around the stage, feeling the music so intensely that you wished this moment could never end. Your face is all beams and smiles as your backup dancers weave their bodies around you, complimenting your own performance.

Katsuki was circling the stage with his expensive camera, paying no attention to the screaming fans behind him demanding his attention. He was focused on shooting you in the most flattering lights, trying to get the best shots for your new article coming up.

He can’t help the little smile as you beam at him with a wide grin. You dance a little closer to the stage, making sure to lock eye contact as you sing the ending lyrics to your love song. Your fans cheer and scream for you both, Katsuki getting some attention of his own since you posted a cheeky photo of you smushing ice cream into his face.

You wave goodbye to your fans, bidding them a safe trip home as you skip off stage, giddily trotting to your dressing room. Katsuki is already sat on the couch flicking through the camera film, already deciding which ones to post for your official Instagram story.

“Hi baby, what did you think of the show tonight?” You ask happily, grabbing some comfy clothes and changing behind your screen. Katsuki looks up.

“An incredible job again, siren. Got some real good shoots here. Lighting didn’t fuck it up too much, so they must have got a new person workin’ ‘em. Good thing too, Sparkle Bitch was too flamboyant and made you glare,” he listed off, saving some of the most powerful photos.

“But as my boyfriend, how did I do?” You ask him as you come round the screen, hair tied up as you plonk yourself on to the couch. Katsuki places his camera down and grabs you by the waist, making you squeal as he sits you on his lap. His lips lock with yours as you squeak, slowly melting into the kiss.

“You were so fucking amazing, baby. Absolutely fuckin’ perfect,” he murmurs lowly. Your eyes widen at his (not so) little friend bumping against you as you kiss him again and get off his lap.

“You perv, not now! I’m gonna go get in the shower. I’m sweaty from the lights and the costume and I’m parched,” you laugh, already stripping for the shower.

“If you’re thirsty, my number one fan has something for ya!” He cackled as you flipped him the bird. He shook his head fondly, before sending the photos from the camera to his phone.

The next day, the highlights from your performance were plastered on your Instagram. Thousands of likes and comments poured through, some commending the show, some being thirsty, but you didn’t care. You adored your fans.

What you didn’t know however was the photos that had your biggest smiles, the smiles where your nose was scrunched in pure glee. Your dimples made gentle fingerprints in your face, in the same places he fondly holds you. The smile that makes him go weak in the knees, one that should only be his. Those photos were his to keep.

So unless you were to go into his Cloud Drive, you would never see the secret folder he has of your best moments and cutest memories.

[nyxonlive]

halloween came too early

KATSUKI BAKUGO || on the brink of death, you didn't expect your savior to be the guy that you ghosted..right? BEFORE YOU READ !! TW; mentions of blood and injuries

you swore you were doing nothing to put your life in danger, you were just going on your merrily way, your coffee in your hand, your christmas spirit obvious on the glee you have in your face and then *BANG* you're suddenly on laying on your back coughing a shitstorm with your vision clouded...

pain immediately settled in as you tried to sit up, only founding that it was impossible with your leg almost smothered by the debris that fell when the loud bang happened and the red liquid staining your new bought blouse you gave up trying to sit up and just laid there, by squinting your eyes you registered that half of the wall collapsed and just by your luck it chooses you to be their resting space. as your hope was about to give out you heard a distant scream "HEY! SOMEONE'S STUCK OVER HERE SOMEONE HELP HER!" with your eyes closed you felt the rubbish on your thigh being thrown away and you immediately felt someone carry you, as you open then trying to push back the hot tears pooling in your eyes because of the pain you were feeling you noticed who your savior was 'oh shit, oh fuck' was the immediate thought that came into your mind seeing as the hero that is currently carrying you out of the ruckus was pro hero bakugou, oh how bad did you wanted the ground to swallow you whole, matter fact you just wanted to relive the moment and have all the debris crush you to avoid this awkward interaction. as he felt your stare those ruby eyes ones found you again, and then suddenly you were 15 with you and him spending after class dates or supporting his dreams, you felt his stare linger but he still manage to get you out off the building safely; eyes still on you as you looked away not ready to face his anger or questions on why you ghosted him when you were both so close on achieving your dreams together. he quickly handed you to the medical team that was onsite, they surrounded you the second you were put down in the bed as they quickly scan you for any injuries and wrapped your wounds but your eyes still following the blonde man's figure as he looked for any victims in the wreck, guilt bubbled up in your stomach knowing that he would never look your way or even talk to you but you knew you deserved this for abandoning him so suddenly. but your breath hitched when you saw those ruby eyes staring back at you; heading straight your way. "i didn't spend half of my years finding you to see you hurt and bleeding, peach."

sooo part 2? (also please excuse my writing i haven't written anything for over 2 years TT)

[animekpopsimp]

Hello! I hope you are doing great :)

I was wondering if you could write a Platonic father Aizawa x daughter reader. Someone broke into their house in the middle of the night and try to kidnapp her.

:))

I'm having a great day! I hope you are as well.

Night had fallen over Japan, and in a particular home, a little girl was fast asleep. (Y/N) Was laying in her bed, hair sprawled across her pillow as she slept. The moonlight shone through her window, illuminating the room slightly. Suddenly, the faint sound of glass breaking reached her ears, causing her to stir slightly. The girl slowly opened her eyes, trying to figure out what the noise was. (Y/N) rubbed her eyes tiredly and she sat up in her bed, staying quiet. Soon after, the sound of very faint footsteps reached her ears.

As soon as it did, the girl began to panic. Her heart beat began to quicken as she tried to figure out what to do. As the sounds got closer, (Y/N) rushed out of bed and ran to her closet. Being as quiet as possible, the little girl opened the door and stuffed herself as far into the corner as she would fit. She then closed the door again, shrouding herself in darkness. Sitting there, (Y/N) did her best to steady her breathing as the footsteps got closer before stopping. A heavy silence hung in the air for a moment before it was broken by her bedroom door being pushed open. The little girl's eyes went wide as she stayed completely still, watching as two figures entered the room. They made their way over to the bed, stopping in front of it.

"The brat isn't here" a voice spoke,

"she has to be, keep looking" the second replied, sounding annoyed. Then, they started walking toward the closet, making (Y/N) panic. Thinking quickly, she grabbed a blanket, and threw it over herself, hoping they wouldn't notice. A moment later, the closet door was opened and one of the men looked inside. (Y/N) could feel his eyes on the spot she was hidden in, she could only hope he wouldn't find her. The man's gaze remained on the corner of the closet for a moment before he turned back and called out to the other man.

"There's no one here." He spoke, closing the closet door rather forcefully. He turned and began walking away, but the force of the door being shut knocked one of (Y/N)'s toys off of the shelf. It fell, hitting the little girl in the leg. She almost cried out, but managed to stay quiet, so she waited as the men left the room. She felt relief when they were gone, but she could still hear them downstairs. Throwing the blanket off of her, (Y/N) quietly opened the closet door and got out, the room was left untouched for the most part. Suddenly, she was once again startled by more loud noises coming from downstairs. There was shouting and sirens. (Y/N) froze until her father's figure appeared in the doorway. Aizawa ran over to the little girl, pulling his daughter into a hug as tightly as he could. (Y/N) Felt a wave of relief wash over her as she rested in her father's arms..

[joi-me-hoi-me-noi]

I can just imagine aizawa having a preg reader and she visits him and his class with eri

(after the overhaul incident)

Only to go in there and give aizawa his eye drop

(that he left at home)

and scold him and after that class 1-A just absolutely love you

(yes even bakugo)

and now when ever aizawa yells at the class, Mina or Denki call the reader and is just like “hey y/n aizawa is being mean again”

And in a flash your up at the school still heavily pregnant and scolding aizawa.

Sorry if this is too much I thought this was funny 😁 please ignore/delete if you don’t want to do this.

I'm so glad my requests are working again!! Thank you for your request and I hope you enjoy!!

AIZAWA x PREG!READER - FORGETFUL

All Might spots you entering the building and knows what's about to happen. You walk down the hallway, pregnant and holding Eri's hand. You look utterly pissed off, no one dares to stop you. You can hear him teaching his students from behind the door. You pull the door open and eye your husband with a look that could kill.

"Sorry for interrupting your class, you forgot something at home."

You hold up the bottle of eyedrops between your fingers to show him. Eri goes over to the students and starts to talk to them, smiling and laughing.

"Thank you, precious." He places a kiss on your head and gives you a gentle smile.

"Shota, I thought you were staying home today; you've been through a lot."

He can't even find the words to tell you why he came into work.

"I know, sweetheart."

"You annoy me so much, if you forget again, I'll actually fight you in front of your students." His students were listening in now, looking right at you and then Aizawa for his response.

You harshly place the eyedrops on the podium in front of the class and look to Eri with a hand out.

"Come here, Eri." She says a quick goodbye to the students and runs over to grab your hand.

You smile down at the girl and exit the room.

After you exit the room, Aizawa lets out a breath he's been holding in. The students in the room have never seen Aizawa act like that before.

"I like your wife Aizawa, she's very nice." Midoriya says sheepishly.

*.·:·.✧ ✦ ✧.·:·.*

You had your baby and now you work at UA with your husband. You were outside with them at the UA pool, watching them have fun and conversate. The boys are about to race using their quirks when your husband steps outside and activates his quirk, causing them to fall into the water.

"SHOTA!"

You send him a hard glare and he looks shaken to his core.

"Are you okay boys?" They give you a thumbs up as you let out a breath of relief.

You stand in front of Aizawa as the kids watch the interaction.

"What if they got hurt?!"

"They're fine love."

"Don't you 'love' me! If any of them got hurt because of your actions, I will drag you across the ground while they watch."

You look back at your kids and sigh.

"The pool's closed, time to go back to your dorms." They let out noises of disappointment but they listen.

You side eye your husband as he does the same. You walk past him with a scoff. Aizawa rubs the bridge of his nose as he sighs. His students look at him and then turn to each other.

"He messed up now."

[emmyrosee]

I missed Katsuki ☹️☹️🩵

——-

The movie plays on in the background, but you’re feeling more than mischievous, unable to be settled in your desire to wreak havoc on katsuki’s life.

Your eyes wander to your man, who’s fixated on the film, fingers on autopilot as he feeds himself chips of Doritos, stuck in a focused loop that your find remarkably endearing.

Good thing you’re here to mess with that.

You glaze over your man with intent to bother him, set him into giving you attention that you’re desperately craving, only for your gaze to settle on his phone, resting on his thigh.

Your fingers crawl from your thigh onto his, slowly as to try and keep him from noticing.

This, of course, doesn’t work, and Katsuki immediately grabs the bag of chips up and out of your reach, “dude. I’ll fucking kill you.”

“What?” You giggle.

“I fucking asked you if you wanted something from 7/11, and you said no. Leave my snack alone, asshole.”

“Oh…” you begin. Then you smile at him, “I just wanted your phone,” you explain. With that, he looks you up and down, as if trying to find a lie and that you sincerely wanted a bite of his Doritos. When you quirk your brow expectantly, he’s quick to pass you his phone.

“Passcode is Denki’s birthday.”

“Why is it Denki’s birthday?”

“Because if it was my birthday or yours, people would be able to get into it,” he explains. “Use your brain, I know it’s hard for you sometimes.”

“Don’t be mean,” you whine; sure enough, when you type in the digits to Denki’s birthday, his phone clicks unlocked, revealing an alphabetical organization of apps. Behind it, his Lock Screen is a picture of you sleeping on his chest, and you smirk at him, “you taking pictures of me sleeping, freak?”

“It’s when I find you most tolerable.” He chuckles when you send him a swift smack to his chest, deeming it safe enough to open the bag of chips and plop one on his tongue. “What’re you looking for anyways?”

“You’re other bitches,” you hum.

He snickers, “my other bitches are your mood swings. And Kiri.”

“I don’t know- seems like things are getting serious between you and denks.”

“I wouldn’t piss on Denki if he was on fire.”

“You know you love him.”

“I love him because of you,” he grumbles. When you angle your head to press a kiss to his jawline, he grunts happily and pauses his eating, almost as if to not disturb you.

“Thank you for letting me into your phone,” you whisper, and he nods and lets out a soft ‘anytime,’ before tossing an arm around your shoulder and pulling you close, his free hand now feeding himself.

You sink your teeth into your lip as your eyes now wander to the bag resting on his lap, “… can I have a bite?”

“I FUCKING KNEW IT-“

[uravitypng]

𝐢'𝐯𝐞 𝐧𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐛𝐞𝐞𝐧 𝐤𝐢𝐬𝐬𝐞𝐝 𝐛𝐞𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐞

pairing: best friend! eijiro kirishima x innocent chubby reader

word count: 1.3k words

"you know kiri i've never been kissed before," you tell him quietly when you're watching a kissing scene come on the tv.

kirishima thought he knew everything about you, he knew you were innocent and pure but he was sure you must have been kissed once, you were both well in your 20s at this point. "how?" kirishima asks matching your volume.

"well is it really that surprising? i've never been in a relationship or anything and i've never been to many parties to randomly kiss people. i'm not really a party person and whenever i do go to parties i stay with you the whole time and i don't drink at all." you lean your head against him and link your arm around his.

"i guess it's not that surprising..." he trails off at the end.

"yeah, plus i don't really know a lot of people and i'm pretty sure you scare people off. you're so big it probably freaks them out, thinking that you'll fight them or something," you say while giggling.

kirishima grins, he would never admit it but he has intentionally scared some people off. in his eyes they don't deserve you so he purposely increases your already physical friendship and touches you more so they know you're off limits or he purposely stands really close to them which makes them back away when they realise how huge he is and how if they got on his wrong side he could absolutely destroy them. because, in the end, you're too good for them, too pure and kind and wonderful and they don't deserve you.

"it's okay that you've never kissed anyone. you shouldn't kiss someone random, like if you're at a party and drunk or something. you should kiss someone you should trust," kirishima reassures you.

"like you?" if kirishima was in the middle of having a drink he would of spat it out. his back straightens, and his cheeks go red. his adorable best friend just cocking her head to the side and asking him such a loaded question so cutely.

"what- what do you mean?" he slightly stumbles over his words but you don't notice.

"well... who was your first kiss."

kirishima slightly deflates, he then realises of course you'd never ask a question like that to him. you don't think of him like that. you just want to know if his first kiss was special and with someone he trusted. "not quite, it was a dare when i was 11? or 12, maybe? i kissed mina, mina ashido. she was in our class when we were kids, you remember her right?"

you disliked that and you went sour, out of all people why did it have to be her, of course kirishima would like her, who wouldn't, she's everything you're not though and it reminds you how you'll forever be just his friend. she's an extrovert and extremely brave and thin and conventionally attractive, you're not.

kirishima notices the way your body shrinks in on yourself and how your expression has changed. "are you alright sweetheart?" you nod your head and hum, maybe to everyone else it would be convincing but not to him.

you don't know how you do it but you gather another confidence for just a second to ask him a question that you wanted to ask him originally a couple minutes ago. "i trust you." you look down, unable to look at him in eye or even his face.

"yeah, i trust you too," he replies cautiously unsure about what you're going on about.

"well...you said my first kiss should be with someone who i trust," you say while twiddling your fingers.

kirishima's mouth becomes suddenly dry as he now realises what you're talking about. "that would be very unmanly of me. i don't think you really want that sweetheart," he says reluctantly, he wants you to mean it but he thinks you don't.

as soon as you hear him you look up frantically because if he's being honest when he said that it means he didn't deny you or your request but denied that you actually wanted him. you grab hold of his arm and look him in the eye. "no, no that's not true! i want you!" kirishima's eyes widen at your raised voice and how you're shaking his arm, he can't help but grin at your reaction.

"alright sweetheart," he can never say no to you, he never wants to and now he'll actually be able to kiss you. to do the thing he's been dreaming about for years.

"holy shit, really?"

kirishima bursts out laughing. "yeah." you give him a soft smile and momentarily bury your head in his chest before looking up at him and giving him an even bigger smile.

"so um, what do we do?" you question shyly while kirishima grins at your cute naivety.

kirishima tucks some of the strands of your hair behind your ear, "you can close your eyes if you want. just close your eyes and relax, i'll do the rest." you mumble out an okay and flutter your eyes close.

kirishima gently holds your cheek in his hand and presses your foreheads together. you can feel his callus hands on your skin and it's making your face heat up at the contact. his other hand rests on the nape of your neck, keeping you both close to one another. he presses your lips together in a sweet kiss that makes you melt into him and it makes you both dizzy in the process. he can smell your pretty perfume and his shampoo is overwhelming your senses. he smiles against your lips and pulls you even closer.

your arms are stiff and slightly raised in the air and your fists are clenched, not knowing where to put your hands. as the kiss carries on you press your lips harder against his, wanting more. kirishima takes the hint and gently bites your bottom lip causing you to gasp. you're unsure of what to do but kirishima takes charge and you make out until you both have to break away for air before going in to kiss again.

he groans as you slip your tongue against his. "fuck," he groans roughly as he lifts you on his lap. you make a small shriek at the movement and he chuckles. all he can think about you, your lips, your face, your body, you. he runs his hands along your body, holding your love handles and grabbing chunks of your plush thighs. he can't help but place wet kisses against your neck causing you to gasp again and hold onto his arm, making crescent moon shape indents with your nails.

at the noise kirishima holds onto your chubby cheek again and stops kissing you, you open your eyes and look up at him. "how was your first kiss sweetheart?"

"i'm pretty sure that was more than just a first kiss kiri." you giggle back at him.

"well excuse me for kissing the woman i love," he says cheekily with a huge grin on his face.

"who you what?" you both freeze. you press your lips together in a tight line to try to stop yourself from smiling and he turns the same shade as his hair.

he bites his own lip trying to figure out what to do. he doesn't know what he can do to get out of this but he knows that no matter what happens you'll always remain friends, you'd never stop being his friends because he loves you.

"i do... i do sweetheart. i love you. i know you don't feel the same and that's okay." your eyes start watering and tears start running down your face, he quickly wipes the tears away and rushes out, "i'm sorry, i'm sorry, i didn't mean to make you sad."

you grab hold of the collar of his shirt afraid that he'll change his mind and leave. "i'm not sad. i'm happy, so terribly happy." you pause as you take in a breath, trying to stop crying. "i love you so much."

[crimsonredfeathers]

Imagine falling asleep on the shabby couch in the hideout of the league while you are waiting for Dabi to come back from his mission. In the middle of the night, he finally returns and at first, he doesn't even realize that you have been waiting for him because he simply doesn't bother to switch on the light on the way to his room. Only when he passes the couch does he notice your sleeping form, covered with a tattered blanket that barely provides any warmth at this point. A smile tuggs on the corner of his lips when Dabi kicks off his boots and slips underneath the sorry excuse for a blanket with you, taking you into his arms and keeping you warm with the heat of his body while he drifts off, knowing that you had been waiting for him all this time.

[suguru-getos]

Happy Birthday Keigo! 🎉

-> Hawks x F!Reader

A/N: Mentions of Keigo’s birthday in the Takami household, along with your son. <3 This is just pure, self indulgent fluff tbh. I was gonna write smut that can come later 🤭❤️‍🔥 happy birthday to the love of my life, the light of my life - Takami Keigo ^^

As the number two hero of Japan, the most sought out, the most popular & famous. Keigo’s birthday sure isn’t all that sought out. He’s busy with meetings & PR, while you thought you could spend the birthday eve with him. You’re so annoyed but at the same time helpless— what can you do really? It’s not like he is purposely doing this. Purposely being busy… he’s not.

Your eyes dart towards the clock. 12:00 am on the dot. You pout, rummaging through the bedsheets to find your phone. Fine, you can make do with a text message. Calling him while he’s in a meeting gets embarrassing for others moreso than Hawks. You see, he has no regard for other people. He would simper around, call you his baby, say he loves you… while other people would awkwardly try to stomach the #2 hero being whipped. You pout when you open his text tab, typing out a short.

You (12:00 am): Happy birthday daddy! <33

The message isn’t seen yet, and you sulk harder, shoulders drooping as you sigh & lean against the bedsheets. Yep, you could much rather scroll through TikTok instead. At least, the Hawks fandom would be active & would care about his birthday. Something you have in commonality.

Your son was peacefully asleep in his room. He’s turning three soon, and you couldn’t really wait to see him grow. Thoughts of him already idolising Keigo ripple through your mind as you smile faintly. That’s when you’re invited into a lull slumber.

The next morning when you’re awake, you pout instantly. Fucked was your whole plan to spend his birthday eve together. Keigo had officially turned 27 today. A low rumble of his melodious voice echoed through the kitchen, mingled with the clattering of your son’s indulgent ‘helper’ whines as he prepares stuff with Dadda. Your heart warms, and you quickly rush.

“Good morning Kei, morning Ai.” You call him, and your son who’s wings puff up instantly upon seeing his mother. “Mama mornin!” He chirps, and Keigo grins back, “Oh good morning sunshine, you look gorgeous— haven’t told ya that everyday as if~” Keigo scoffed dramatically, leaning in and kissing you softly.

“Happy birthday…” you hum, running your hands through his hair, forgetting everything and why you were a little testy upon him. “Thank you babygirl.” He croons, nuzzling against your neck and giving a chaste kiss.

“M’ sorry I was so carried away by work y’know. Hate to be the hero sometimes.” He winked, ushering you towards your seat in the dining area. “Made yer favorite!” He beams, loitering through the culinary crockery.

“It’s your birthday, I’m the one who’s supposed to do the spoiling!” You audibly whine, making Aideen (your son), giggle up. “Mama spoilin’!!” He repeated innocently, and you nodded with a grin. “Yes baby, today’s Dadda’s birthday.” You hum, kissing his cheek. “C’mon, wish him a happy birthday.”

Your son glanced up at Keigo, who’s eyes softened instantly at the two individuals he would cut his heart up for. Ai tried, fumbling a soft, “Appy bufday Dadda” but the cheerfulness of the wish has Keigo’s eyes waver & gloss up. You pat Ai on the head, grinning. “Oh good boy, that was such a good birthday wish!”

The thing is, you and Keigo didn’t have to try the whole ‘gentle parenting’ thing ever. Luckily, you knew exactly what were the good parts you would like to pick up from your parents. Keigo knew exactly what he doesn’t want to be. Parenting came naturally. Though, there were times you found Hawks rather confused… but you were always there with him, holding a hand.

“Ai’s gonna start Nursery soon.” You hum, while cutting up the fruits and dipping them in maple syrup. “Yeah, I know Sweetie.” Keigo smiled, looking at you and scanning your face for any emotion remotely close to worry. “You know he’s going to do well, right?” He asks, hand reflectively brushing against yours.

“Yeah, but he’s the son of a very famous Hero.” You looked up, biting your lip a little out of nervousness. You haven’t been a celebrity kid. Hell you don’t even know how it would feel. These past four years with your man has only taught you never to go out without looking your best. You’ve been papped several times after all.

In the begining of the relationship, it was so troublesome and hard for you. Wherever you went with Hawks — the paparazzi followed like a flock. You & Keigo both have been successful in hiding Ai’s face from the media so long. Part of you wants to keep him safe so that no one could ever see what your son looks like, let alone trouble him.

“Don’t worry sweetheart, the school would be incredibly secure. I’d ask you to get him homeschooled but then I know we both don’t wanna deprave him off a normal life yeah?” Keigo coos, kissing your forehead. You nod, seemingly half-convinced still.

“Mmm, how about I send a silly little feather along?” You perk up at that idea, that was fantastic!

“That sounds okay. That way you’d know what’s up.” You smiled, observing his golden eyes dilate the moment a smile festered on your face. Gosh he was so visible with all his desperate and unconditional love towards you.

“Atta girl! Keep that smile on for me all day! Today’s my birthday and I get to have whatever I want.” Keigo grinned wide, and you nodded in approval.

“So I was thinkin’ maybe we could go out today… y’know like one of those times when I book a sneazy comfy place where there’s snow & there’s warm fireplace & there’s a lotta~” he leaned in, whispering the next part, “sex.”

You cackled, you knew Ai wouldn’t understand yet, but he’s of that age where he continually repeats words over & over. He repeated ‘Fuck’ over and over once Keigo slipped it out & had you reign hell fire upon the house. That was the first and the last time your husband did that mistake though. Ever so sharp & ever so careful (mostly).

“I’m in, want to spend all my time with you.” You confessed like a blushy highschooler, and Keigo grinned.

“Well a fuckin’ happy birthday to me then!”

“Fuckin’ appy bufday!” Ai repeated.

“Oh- no.” Hawks facepalmed.

[kaidabakugou]

Ok but Bakugo would still want to cuddle even if I was in a hospital bed. He'd look so bulky and out of place since the bed's only made for one person but he wouldn't give a shit. He's so grouchy when the technicians shoo him away so they can run tests.

OMG HE WOULDDDD! he absolutely would!

even when the roles are reversed and he’s the one in the hospital bed, he’d want cuddles and pull you towards him when you lean down to place a kiss on his forehead and press you close to him while wrapping the blanket around the both of you

covering the fact that he wanted cuddles with the excuse that the hospital chair is too uncomfortable for you to sleep on it all night

ahhh but just imagine him laying with you on the bed!! you’re totally spot on with the image of him looking out of place but he’d still make it work just to please you and be close to you

i’ve always imagined that if you got injured during hero work he would stay by your side in the hospital until he can take you home with him

“how’re you feeling?”, he asks while one hand brushes through your hair and the other holds your hand whilst his thumb caresses your skin

“i’m okay, just a little woozy from the meds”, you answer him with a tired smile, your eyes barely staying open as you feel yourself sink deeper into slumber

“mm scoot over a little…”, he yawns while lifting the covers from your body “… wanna join you”

“we won’t fit”, you protest but still move over so he can join you on the small hospital bed, turning on your side so you can both have more space and cuddle up to the other

“yeah we will, dummy”, is all he says before pulling you close to him, his huge figure squished against your smaller frame as your legs tangle with each other and his arms wrap around your center

whispering a soft “i love you” against the top of your head, followed by a gentle kiss as he buries his nose in your hair

a muffled “love you too” sounding against his chest as you place a quick kiss on the exposed skin of his collar bones as you drift to sleep in his arms

the nurses coming in later to check in on your condition immediately backing out of the room with warm hearts at the sight of the big intimidating dynamight looking so soft cuddling with you

[thehusbandoden]

Please Keep Talking- Shy!Amajiki Tamaki x Totally in love!Reader

A/n: prompt credit: @deity-prompts

General info:

Genre: fluff \\ wc: 203 \\ posted: 11/17/2023

Summary: you don't want Tamaki to stop talking.

Your eyes were full of adoration as you watched your boyfriend talk.

His dark eyes were trailed to your intertwined hands as he rambled about a new hero whom he admired. He had been talking for well over twenty minutes, and you silently prayed he would keep talking for eternity.

His low voice was filled with more emotion than you've heard before. He talked with passion and excitement, his anxiety long gone as he talked. His eyes shined with joy, and his pink lips were pulled into a small smile.

You couldn't help but get lost in his perfection, his words slowly blurring into the background. You itched to stroke his cheek, but held back, not wanting to ruin this perfect moment.

He darted his eyes to your face and blushed. The dark red blush only made him more attractive, and you couldn't resist.

Gently placing your hand on Tamaki's cheek, you look him in the eye.

"I-I'm sorry, I talked too much.." Tamaki murmured, his eyes cast down in insecurity.

"No Tama, it's alright. I love the sound of your voice, please keep talking." You murmur, slowly stroking his cheek.

Tamaki's face turned red as he nodded, slowly beginning to continue talking.

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